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wafflehouse - reptilian club boyz lyrics

[hook: diamondsonmyd*ck]
i’m ’bout to pull up, i’m ’bout to hop out
b*tch i got that syrup, just like waffle house
i’m not tryna f*ck, just give me that mouth
i’m not tryna f*ck, just give me that mouth
i spilt the blood on my tommy jeans
f*ckin’ with gang he get popped like [?]
n*gga you p*ssy, sweet like some cinnamon
b*tch i’m juiced up, [?]
i’m in that underworld, posted with [?]
[?]
f*ck on yo b*tch then i go
got shooters on deck and you know they on go
if you cross me lil’ n*gga yo name in death row
[?]
i’m thumbing through guap but i need me some more
this rap sh*t get crazy, live life on the road
he was rappin’ on p’s [?]
keep a shooter with stick, just like g.i. joe
just scammed a f*ck n*gga, i wiped his nose
b*tch

[verse 1: diamondsonmyd*ck]
hop out that [?]
guap in my jeans, yuh
number (n)ine jean, yuh
bands on me, yuh
b*tches on me, yuh
i need that cream, yuh
hop out that beam
shoot with that beam
these b*tches on me, these b*tches gon’ f*ck
i pull up in [?], i hop out that truck
i ride with my gang, we f*ckin’ sh*t up
i’m posted [?], i’m f*ckin’ sh*t up
i feel like i’m frost, got blood in my cup
i’m feelin’ like blade, i need my serum
i’m smokin’ that gas, i’m ’bout to pour up
i’m smokin’ this gas, i’m ’bout to pour up

[hook: diamondsonmyd*ck]
i’m ’bout to pull up, i’m ’bout to hop out
b*tch i got that syrup, just like waffle house
i’m not tryna f*ck, just give me that mouth
i’m not tryna f*ck, just give me that mouth
i spilt the blood on my tommy jeans
f*ckin’ with gang he get popped like [?]
n*gga you p*ssy, sweet like some cinnamon
b*tch i’m juiced up, [?]
i’m in that underworld, posted with [?]
[?]
f*ck on yo b*tch then i go
got shooters on deck and you know they on go
if you cross me lil’ n*gga yo name in death row
[?]
i’m thumbing through guap but i need me some more
this rap sh*t get crazy, live life on the road
he was rappin’ on p’s [?]
keep a shooter with stick, just like g.i. joe
just scammed a f*ck n*gga, i wiped his nose
b*tch

[verse 2: diamondsonmyd*ck]
[?] on my jean, d*mn
number (n)ine jean, d*mn
b*tches on me, yuh
hoes on me, yuh, d*mn
i got that beam, i got that glock, i got that guap
i got yo b*tch, she on my d*ck, she givin’ me top
[?]
i got that number (n)ine jean, d*mn
i mix that blood with the lean, d*mn
vampire gang [?]
i pop out at night
he got hit with that pipe, godd*mn
i know what she like

[verse 3: hi*c]
she never felt this before
she never felt this before
she never felt this before
she never felt this before
she never felt this before, leave yo clothes on the floor
take it off show me more, baby let me explore
she rock christian dior, i f*ck b*tches galore
got my blunt [?], i don’t show no remorse
you know i want you, i know you feel the same way
you just wanna f*ck, i’m glad we on the same page
i know you feelin’ me, just wanna l!ck on your face
can give me your love, don’t be afraid
just be yourself, don’t be ashamed
[?] from the past, i wish i could erase
just get on top, i’ll have you screamin’ my name
girl i’m so forreal, i’m not playin’ no games
just want your neck, girl i know you love pain
she wanna draw blood, dig her nails in my back
she want the neck, don’t be scared to bite back
can feel your heart, girl it’s beating so fast
turn down the lights, baby girl just lay back
this love is a drug and i wanna relax
give me your all, baby girl don’t go back
all of these girls [?]
[?] broke her heart, baby you miss your man
i got you drippin’ just like candle wax
alright

- reptilian club boyz lyrics

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