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terrry brrradshaw - ​smntx lyrics

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[intro]
​smntx

[chorus: smntx]
t*terry bradshaw, i got 12 on my back
i’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch and she l!ckin’ my sack
pull out a scope, you gon’ run like a strap
i don’t got a glock, i’ma pull out a mac
poppin’ these p*ssies, i hope that i die
you is a b*tch, you go home and you cry
i’m textin’ yo’ b*tch while i’m between her thighs
you don’t think i’m high? b*tch, look at my eyes
pull out a glock and you run
i pull out my d*ck in your b*tch like a stunt
y’all should watch out because i carry guns
i care for these rappers, this b*tch is my son
i got a d*ck and you gon’ get hit
i’m rollin’ up dope while i’m takin’ a sh*t
you better bite time because you ain’t the sh*t
’cause, b*tch, i’m the sh*t

[verse 1: smntx]
that boy tappin’, you know you can’t move
i pull out the gl!ck and he switch the crew
i gotta go tip, what you tryna prove?
shout*out to david, i’m totin’ some twins
you ain’t know sh*t
[?]
and my glock could be comin’ like it [?]
[verse 2: alza!]
i bring that f*ckin’ sh*t like my name soulja
r*r*run up on my and you gon’ fold like a folder
trap phone, i got that motorola (motorola)
p*p*pop a hydrocodone and down it with the corona
i’m drinkin’ on this loco, ain’t no soda
down ‘fore i’m 20, won’t be dead and say “i told ya'”
i’m poppin’ on a capsule, then i’m actin’ like a assh0l*
livin’s too much of a hassle, throw that sh*t into a trashhole
my f*ckin’ thoughts are spontaneous, they have no purpose
[?: 1:28*1:52]
break you off for the fun of it, told a b*tch, suckin’ this sh*t like 100, b*tch
no, sir, i am not done with it, my sh*t is dope and my future is dark as sh*t
me and all of my denisons, run up with choppers and shoot up your residence, uh
like it was christmas, we give out bullets like santa with presents did
poppin’ a hydro, your b*tch give me head and it makin’ my eyes roll, uh, yeah
b*tch, i’m a psycho, diamonds dance on my wrist like a muh’f*ckin dice roll, uh, yeah
no, i’m not nice, ho’, put a bullet between the all eyes of the 5*0
no, i’m not nice, ho’, give ’em these bullets and watch they lives go

[chorus: smntx]
t*terry bradshaw, i got 12 on my back
i’m f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch and she l!ckin’ my sack
pull out a scope, you gon’ run like a strap
i don’t got a glock, i’ma pull out a mac
poppin’ these p*ssies, i hope that i die
you is a b*tch, you go home and you cry
i’m textin’ yo’ b*tch while i’m between her thighs
you don’t think i’m high? b*tch, look at my eyes
pull out a glock and you run
i pull out my d*ck in your b*tch like a stunt
y’all should watch out because i carry guns
i care for these rappers, this b*tch is my son
i got a d*ck and you gon’ get hit
i’m rollin’ up dope while i’m takin’ a sh*t
you better bite time because you ain’t the sh*t
’cause, b*tch, i’m the sh*t

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