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tokyo drift remixxx (feat illicit) - sadface999 lyrics

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(verse 1 sadface)
yuh, yuh huh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
f*ck on your b*tch in my new bentley coupe
she sucked on my meat you know that it is true

i give her good d*ck every time she feels blue
she sucked on my cum it’s like if it is glue

f*cking on your b*tch on the last day of christmas
two diamonds on my wrist come on just come clean and kiss it

sadface in this game 2020 don’t miss it
sucking on my d*ck so neat you a frog ribbit

hold up wait a minute i’m a spit it on the mic i don’t care if you like it whatever just get a f*ckin life
am i right yeah i know i’m right i am super bright dodging all these n*ggas like a mothaf*kin dyk*

listen haters why the f*ck are y’all talkin stop barkin that’s for dogs n*gga why the h*ll are you f*ckin

talking sh*t when y’all know i’m growing up then a couple years later you’ll see when i blow up

all these people that talk sh*t way back then will be coming back to my feet tryina to become friends again

they’ll be trying to text me saying ”sadface be my friend” i’ll just really give them that message that i don’t got to send

try to f*ck with me? i get your back and then i bend

shout out to my homies nelk boys full send

hadouken that p*ssy like if i am street fighter ken

h*llo my name is sadface let me tell you again

f*ck on your b*tch i go crazy ooh
gimme hand jobs when i’m lazy ooh
drift in my car take your baby ooh
mess with me you know you’re crazy foo

try to f*ck with me you’re gonna look silly i go take your b*tch make you stupid like billy

you look like a bobby i head to the lobby i f*ck on your b*tch make her scream at me ”papi!”

(bridge sadface & illicit)
man, i’m done with this sh*t bro
gonna send this sh*t to my f*cking logan
aye bro here you go! k!ll this sh*t
i’m on my element b*tch i am h*lla bent
*laughs* aye! nah i’m just playin i’m just playin here you go
nah i gotchu bro

(verse 2 illicit)
yuh in my teen years yeah think that i’m grown
do you know how many hoes that stay hittin my phone?

staying so buzzed yeah i fly like a drone
didn’t get s*x but yeah i got blown

me and sad walk around spraying opps
and we chew ’em like gummies so we call ’em some mott’s

swish ’em like kobe b*tch i got the hops
do any feature and i do it for free

i got the juice no capri
they call me a simp
while they dressed like a pimp
22 spray up come straight from the clip

i’m up in the clouds so they catch me soarin
call me dora cuz p*ssy i’m exploring

uno dos tres yeah b*tches give me face
got her in the mood so she put on the lace

record that sh*t and send it to sensai
carry up the blade so they all call me sasuke

they hate that i’m up now
they hate to see us winning

3 chances too many you out second inning
don’t mind the hate so mind as well embrace
gettin all these bands got a smile on my face

(outro)
yo that’s what’s up bro run this sh*t the f*ck up!
logan sorensen on ig bro f*ck with all of sadface’s sh*t too bro
aye! let’s get it!

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