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m84 - master slaps lyrics

(d*mn how tf my momma supposed to show her coworkers this sh*t?)

[sp*cewalkjones]
i got an e*cig hangin out my lips
nicotine to pedal [?] prolly get another ticket
f*ck it, we just got a time zone difference
but i’m feelin what he’s sayin and
i need someone to talk to if i’m honest
i’ve been hittin therapy to try to own a smile on my face
and now my homies drinkin’ with me so i’m chillin
really thought i knew her but i didn’t
ain’t it funny how they switch up
how you paint me like the motherf*cking villain?
i don’t give a f*ck, i’m feelin celibate
it took me out my element
but now i’m back and sicker than ever
we been on the low just makin moves
been tryna tighten up the crew
i see her type and she a 10 i’m a 7
ridin’ horse like i’m brevin
tryna blow and take a pistol to my skull
they always told me i was off of the planet
jonesy with the midi, couple rings for under 50
b*tch we shinin’ underground so take a pic with the canon

[masterslaps]
if you f*ck with me get past my seasonal depression
i’ve been looking in the mirror [?]
tryna get it up and get it poppin like erection
but i’m f*cking tired baby, feel like i have no direction yah
had a will to live and now i don’t but i’m creatin sh*t
sick and tired of bein a starvin artist and i hate it b*tch
she said i’m kinda cute i said “thanks baby can you take it?” (yes)
so i took that f*ckin kitty to the dungeon and i ate it b*tch
i’m a bad b*tch thick as grits check my drip
seasoned pro now masterslaps in this b*tch
if you’re soft man, don’t play nice, suck this d*ck
too hard, see this sh*t, slaps is so sick
i’m a p*rnstar now, she’s wet oil sl!ck
lookin’ goth in a s*x shop buyin on some whips
hit the bed sheets, suck the cooch, rub the cl!t
and we play shows, tear it down and we dip
(i’m nervous now
dude you got this we don’t care)

[caz]
my ex man he was into burnin dope n sh*t
says he found god now he f*ckin with the pope n sh*t
ain’t it funny how the cross was all he could commit to but
his new bit know he still on my tit (yuh)
don’t even f*ck with myself so sorry if i’m actin cold
don’t be runnin to my dms man this sh*t is getting old
what’s the f*cking point if you don’t put me in a chokehold
b*tch ur soft like italics i go hard like i’m in bold
used to smoke newports tryna get to skull and bones
now exclusive in the stu’ with masterslaps and sp*cewalkjones
if i don’t answer once just take a hint don’t hit my phone
i’m a saddy but a baddy guess that’s just the way sh*t goes
paid 11 different people just to help me with my mental yuh
quit eating meat started eating all the lentils yuh
dizzy and anemic b*tch but baby don’t be gentle

(yo dingus u merked this instrumental)

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