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holy water remix - sully the chief god lyrics

[verse 1: sully the cheif god]

a young n-gga from ct
all these b-tches wanna get with me
all my n-ggas on that ecstasy
this party’s getting too crazy
smokin’ on that dope, n-gga
i am the pope, n-gga
b-tch gon’ get smoked, n-gga
f-ck i run this show, n-gga
it’s sully and nyora spouse we got the loud
we want ya head, yea we want ya head and we want it now
you try to beat me, but we won the game and i’m cashin’ out
that p-ssy was so good, i just had to [?]

[verse 2: l.$.d]

lsd, yo, nyora hop the f-ck on n-gga, no h0m-
first off, let me tell you who i am, lsd
and the s is a dollar sign, why?
i don’t [?] guy
even though i try and i cry
cause’ half of these times i try and i rhyme and they rhyme
so sublime, i never got time
but ever got tried, so i call out to any motherf-cker, aight
so i’m the prodigy and you aught to be clearing it
wanna be what i’m hearin’ it
very few who have the quality, i’m the prophecy
raisin’ the game up and it’s insane bruh
possibly i bring it out, shady and slim
possibly i bring it crazier than him yo
going round’ k!lling all these ladies and men
what you gotta say n-gga m lazy and sim
wha-

[outro]

p-ssy -ss n-gga [x23]
lsd yeah
ha ha yea
sully the cheif god, cheif god
we havin’ fun and if you dumb just grab the sun
delete that b-tch

- sully the chief god lyrics

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