pull yo card (excerpt) - recluse & the monsturr lyrics
(recluse)
*i wake up in the morning with that snapback, eat your girl’s p*ssy like a snack pack then i snap back to reality, when i come through.. aw b*tch!..
(monsturr)
no, no, it’s coming back, it’s coming back, it’s coming back, check it out, declined a call
what the f*ck?, i’m tryna ball in the mall, you l!cking on this d*ck until you fall, til you crawl, get on that sh*t while murphy murphy tells you what the f*ck is happening, brah..
(recluse)
i’m not looking for the average broad, i’m looking for a trick to suck on this mean ass mother f*cking d*ck, i ain’t playing games when i f*cking rhyme this sh*t it’s on time, on cue, mother f*cker what you gonna do?, when i come through, yeah, that’s the.. f*cking shi*haha..
(monsturr)
*that i go to!, yeah, yeah, back on the beat again to k!ll it like a villain b*tch, i’m in the jacksville, jacksboro, what the f*ck?, you like jack sparrow, you f*cking with me while i’m narrow
i’m throwing my hand around like i got some gelatin up in it, i’m f*cking ‘round like my skeleton is de*plenished, yeah, or replenished, b*tch i k!ll it, yeah i run through this village sh*t like i’mma villain b*tch, i just do this sh*t til i’m feeling it, yeah i’m running around the town, mother f*ckers just wanna know if i get down?, well i do!, mother f*cker just wanna f*ck with me while i poo*poo, i’m taking a sh*t b*tch, get away from this!, i don’t really wanna f*ck around with a mother f*cker that’s trying to take his wrist & put it in my b*tt, why i’m f*cking up?, while i’m on this sh*t til f*cking tim murphy takes it & eats it up..
(recluse)
put a b*tch on my nuts, tell her what she wants to do, stick that sh*t up in her poo*poo, tell me ew!, scooby doo haha, g*y as f*ck!..
(monsturr)
yeah, keep on going, keep on flowing, what the f*ck?..
this beat is f*cking g*y but the rest is for tim murphy..
yeah, yeah, go ahead this sh*t’s bout to come back in, go!..
(recluse)
drinking this coors light, p*ssy kinda tight, feeling kinda right, b*tch i do not write, when i come through i go so f*cking hard, i rep that boulevard, b*tch i ain’t playing games, i’ll pull yo f*cking card, how many times do i gotta say it?, b*tch i ain’t f*cking playing, haha*
(monsturr)
*yeah, he was slaying, he knows it..
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