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your mom snorts egg yolks - pe$o pete lyrics

[watermark: pe$o pete]
who the f*ck is pe$o pete?

[intro: shofu & [?]]
aye, huh? (aye)
yeah ([?] did it)
b*tch (flex)
yo’ momma’ sleep wit’ a nightlight on and wears barney p*j’s to bed, n*gga (haha)
lil’ b*tch, aye, aye (woah)

[verse 1: shofu & pe$o pete]
i gotcha’ b*tch on my d*ck (huh?)
talk to that hoe, tell her i gotta’ get to the guapo (god d*mn!)
imitate [?] on my neck, [?], my wrist on picasso (aye)
[?] she look like model, f*ck around pull my d*ck and she wobble (woah)
my paper long like a novel (woah, woah)
she do what i say got her [?] like i won the lotto’ (yeah, huh?)
uh, hammerhead genie in a bottle (huh?)
[?] from the bottom (huh?)
[?] b*tch, i’ve always been a problem (huh?)
[?] get ’em, then i got ’em (aye)
twenty karats on my wrist bling, ooh
give a d*mn what a b*tch think, ooh
thirty pounds up on my chestpiece, ooh
die if you ain’t gon’ respect me, ooh (aye)
[?] like the [?], b*tch i’m blacker, i’m tanner
she take my banana, she ain’t got no manners
my hammer [?], she look she [?]
she don’t get a dime, n*gga i am the man
n*gga, i do whatchu’ you do whatchu’ can (oh?)
whole different person, i’m gone off a xan’ (what?)
they got no pots so i’m whippin’ a pan (uh)
whatchu’ expectin’? i don’t understand (aye)
cookin’ up hot sh*t, the heat in my hands
i be rollin’ around, gotta’ get to the bands
got the glock in my pants for you [?]
i’m too big, see me walkin’ around, i’m destroyin’ j*pan (woah)
give me the cash, grab the check, and [?] (d*mn, d*mn)
.9 in my pants [?]
your wifey be on me, she callin’ me daddy, she say i’m so handsome (woah, woah, aye, huh?)
i get that a lot
[pre*verse 2: pe$o pete & [?]]
hol’ up
aye man
you know who the f*ck it be (haha)
this sh*t so hard ([?] did it)
boy, yo’ momma’ look like a bag of hot cheetos (what? what? hol’ up, yo’)
d*mn! d*mn! d*mn! d*mn!

[verse 2: pe$o pete]
you still on my wave?
pull up in a uber with my blade (what?)
my sh*t so insane
mental lapses when i write insane (d*mn)
no i do not play
wrist on bobby flay
this sh*t is okay (yeah)
bullets like olay
smooth like [?], okay (what? what? aye)
ooh, feel like madara uchiha (d*mn)
ooh, f*ck you, wouldn’t wanna’ ya’ (nah)
ooh, see me a b*tch like sia (b*tch)
ooh, finna’ skrrt off like “see ya’!”
wrists on [?] neon (d*mn)
all y’all rappers are peons (d*mn)
yo’ b*tch scream my name
she stayed out for eons (woah)
k!llin’, i’m k!llin’, young pe$o a villian
my skin on vanilla, i’m hot like the ceiling (aye! aye!)
my voice so appealin’, i’m slashin’ not stabbin’, you never be healin’ (aye! aye! aye! what?!)
[?] and [?]
the feds always watchin’ the pe$o is [?]
i came out the cut like [?]
[?] in my ‘rari i’m swervin’, woah, woah, woah (skrrt!)
ooh, my wrist look so ice (what?)
ooh, young pe$o been nice (yuh)
ooh, and you scratch your head like “how he do it?” talkin’ [?]
ooh, young shofu, he cold (huh?)
[?]
[?] wanna’ be (huh?)
always [?] be [?] (aye, aye, aye)
b*tch!
[pre*verse 3: pe$o pete & kezura]
d*mn!
yo’ kez’, hold me back bro’ (get ’em, get ’em)
wait, wait, wait, you gotta’ wait bro’ (hol’ up, hol’ up)
it’s okay! it’s okay!
d*mn, sit down, man
sh*t, i got this
yuh

[verse 3: kezura]
b*tch, who is you?
all these n*ggas call me kez’ (d*mn)
b*tch, i’m only 17, and i never been to bed (yuh, yuh, woah)
asking “why are you dumb?”
yeah, the money never rest (okay)
so i’m cuttin’ h*lla’ bricks that i stole from the feds (god d*mn)
who you kiddin’, b*tch?
i’m the one that you will dread (yeah)
[?], i got demons in my head (god d*mn)
poppin’ xan’s not poppin’ shots, for the money, for my bread (woah)
yeah, your girl is grown to like it when my monsters in her bed
i, i*i*i feel like yamamoto since i’m fire with the blade (yuh)
that heater warmin’ up, i’m bringin’ fire to yo’ face (god d*mn)
and if you talkin’ money, i don’t f*ck which you lames
i’m a bad barber, you get cut in the fade (woah)
i’m a menace poppin’ shots, you can see i got the glock (uh*huh?)
got my cannon in her mouth, and it sounds like poppin’ rocks (what?)
[?] i’m poppin’ out [?], i’m a god up on yo’ block ([?], what?)
and the feds are always watchin’, but the boy just payed them off (what? what? what? what?)
r*i*p
[outro: kezura & [?]]
woah, aye, yuh
hey, yuh, hey, yuh
turn up, what are y’all n*ggas talkin’ ’bout?
you don’t even know, man ([?] did it)
this is so f*cking clean
d*mn, some ignorant sh*t
get it! get it!
brrah!

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