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xout - sp1d3r lyrics

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(yeah, yeah)
sh* she say she want f*ck
i’m way too picky, i told her no, yeah
i* i just want the head, i sent that b*tch back to her dorm
even if i try, i know i can’t count all my hoes
rick* ricks on my feet, yeah, i’m the walking dead

i get racks, i get paper, i hit numbers, like a record
i keep racks in my jeans, oh
they threw me to the floor, they’re asking how he got back up, (slat)
b*tch, b*tch, i’m way too gifted for this sh*t, it’s like a joke

get down and suck my d*ck, hold on she know i’m rich
hol* hold on i need a percoset
back up, back up, (go) n*gga gon’ call for back up
i got a glock and and a back wood (yeah), your mama gon cry when we pack you up
f*cked that hoe and the b*tch want more (want more)
we gon’ pull up in that f*ckin’ sport (leh go), i don’t f*ck b*tches i cannot afford
i get racks on racks on, am sore
blood blood, let it rain blood (let it rain), blood blood

(yeah, yeah)
sh* she say she want f*ck
i’m way too picky, i told her no, yeah
i* i just want the head, i sent that b*tch back to her dorm
even if i try, i know i can’t count all my hoes
rick* ricks on my feet, yeah, i’m the walking dead
i get racks, i get paper, i hit numbers, like a record
i keep racks in my jeans, oh
they threw me to the floor, they’re asking how he got back up, (slat)
b*tch, b*tch, i’m way too gifted for this sh*t, it’s like a joke

gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore
(core,core,core,core) core, core, core
get down and suck my d*ck, b*tch know that am really rich
i got racks and percs and lean
yea, my b*tch super blonde she’s lit
yeah, i like them super blonde
yeah, i like it when you cum
yeah, i like it when you swag, i like b*tches with a style

(yeah, yeah)
sh* she say she want f*ck
i’m way too picky, i told her no, yeah
i* i just want the head, i sent that b*tch back to her dorm
even if i try, i know i can’t count all my hoes
rick* ricks on my feet, yeah, i’m the walking dead

i get racks, i get paper, i hit numbers, like a record
i keep racks in my jeans, oh
they threw me to the floor, they’re asking how he got back up, (slat)
b*tch, b*tch, i’m way too gifted for this sh*t, it’s like a joke
gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore, gorecore
(core,core,core,core) core, core, core
get down and suck my d*ck, b*tch know that am really rich
i got racks and percs and lean
yea, my b*tch super blonde she’s lit
yeah, i like them super blonde
yeah, i like it when you come
yeah, i like it when you swag
i like b*tches with a style

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