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liquor'd up - s.o.b south of bloor lyrics

[chorus: yung casper]

x2
i stay liquored up word to the bottle
i stay in the club word to the models
bring them b-tches to hotel’s and they’re runnin train
we’re some s.o.b’s in this b-tch and we ain’t playin games

[verse 1: nizama amazin]

i think somebody put mollies in my beer
now turn me up while i get poured n-gga
samone said whats wrong with these ho n-ggas
i gotta freak b-tch that just freak chicks and twist em’ up off hard liquor
i’m with some white boys that swag like they n-ggas though
screamin’ f-ck police, i’m s.o.b dreaded up swervin’ with neeko
this a shark tank, i’m jaws n-gga
these f-ck n-ggas want war n-gga
but i’m liquored up so its on n-gga
i’m geek’d pull strings like guitars n-gga
stomp n-ggas i floor n-ggas
drinking ciroc at ref’s spot, i’m in the south side goin hard n-gga
tommy’s my goonie god d-mn
if i give the word he gon’ bang
liquored up tryin’ to bang with the n-ggas
wearin’ all of this louie like master creator
these hoes on my d-ck cuz my swagger so major
got game i’m a player, finesse in my play book
b-tch where the f-ck is my paper, this liquor has got me unstable
need a plug like a cable , so i can stunt on my ex like i hate you
she know that i’m gone
i’m f-ckin’ her friends off of liquor and drugs
these b-tches they love me like pigs in the mud
molly and liquor tre trotter i’m turnt up my n-gga
lets get it we flexin’
if he turn up like i turn up i swear i’m a dead em
plus all of these liquor i’m seriously reckless
i’m flexin’, i’m flexin’, she hate how i’m flexin’

[chorus: yung casper]

[verse 2: yung casper]

i met her at the club, we were gettin’ drunk
i rolled up in an suv, i f-cked her in the trunk
she said she keep poppin pills and living for a thrill
i pop another bottle and let that liquor spill
i need a skeeze, someone i can f-ck and leave
let her drop down to her knees, then i bust all in her t–th
(ugh)
i need a lady in the streets and freak when in the sheets
frequently i chill with freaks, freakin’ til i fall asleep
dealin’ with these hoes yeah ya homey wrote the manual
she said that she was lonely, so i bought that b-tch an animal
annual that’s how i been gettin’ to this paper
got some kush up in my pocket and its purple like the lakers
i be sippin, i be trippin, mind state different on you b-tches
if its beef i slap the clip in and they start to act all different
(uhh)
is she resides in the shwa i probably f-cked your b-tch
and she’s another ho i crossed off of my bucket list

[chorus: yung casper]

- s o b south of bloor lyrics

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