scsc.wav - rompeя lyrics
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[intro]
[song]
this one goes to all them f*cking ladies up in that b*tch
yeah
(verse 1)
c’mon pitch it down break it down
rub it (why you stopped?)
you’re paid * you work it now
work it like a worker baby
it’s just me and your lady, she be seeking for daddy
different breed that can make you bleed
c’mon little sh*t
they call me king of rap, at the bar
h*lla underrated, b*tche*seekable
think about…think the kid won’t make it ?
can’t compete with f*cking on one in this sh*t: haystack and needle
time to f*cking bring the fashion back, fix it and bring respect
(bring it back)
one second * shot and a second, i am feeling dirty a bit
i be f*cking rollin’, moving dirty in a dirty whip
what a f*ck
need a kiss? except to meet at quarter three
4*3. get it? we can get you i mean more than 3
whatever, b*tch not faking it
we smoking never stopping
i keep f*cking on a beat until you pass out
keep on bumping
(shake it girl)
you think you morons f*cking stop me?
think again, homie
the talk is cheap if you don’t f*ck it up
and ?
and you said it homie…
(hook)
yeah, what a f*ck, you’re a g*y n*gga, fight it!
i get her brains, her name, and then number
any day with the steak expecting like diamonds
i am like a diamond shining from my heart
and the paper is like getting life from a mind
and the girl and her fume and the third would be cool
and the bass and rhyme, i am not wasting time
and whoever get it * get it. do you get it? give me a kiss
(bridge)
now c’mon cutie let’s hop in a whip
let’s hop on a feeling we disappear…
no human, lemme fuel you then we get away (girl)
let me f*cking suck you, let me play you till you feel okay
finish you. kira, katrina?
imma king pin b*tch
(verse 2)
and motherf*cka murderer on a beat i am talking to you
any пидор shaking, лови пулю на лету yo
you punk b*tch!
i mean i am cool with a cool b*tch!
you ain’t a cool, ain’t the b*tch with that лифчик
get it up again, i am not getting men liking g*y
i am fainting like a demon and k!lling, man, like, the game
cause i am the best with no makeup
you some stupid f*cking f*ggots
blunt, i hit it, call me tate
i tape one take and make it bang
bugatti deal me, dm me
психо like me * feel me
new aftermath
let’s bust it out and f*cking film it
you, rappers, wanna beef? then _______trs
ain’t no way you stopping on a beat until i say stop!
get out
[outro]
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