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no discussions - sway gold lyrics

[chorus: sway gold]
hoe f-ck what you sayin’
you need to start prayin’
when this d-ck go in yo’ mouth
i get to bustin’, no discussions
she on her knees, tryna charge me a fee
so i told that b-tch, “please”
she could hop on this meat
100 degrees when i hop on the beat
i’m a p-i-m-p so she didn’t charge me, ayy
hoe f-ck what you sayin’
you need to start prayin’
when this d-ck go in yo’ mouth
i get to bustin’, no discussions
if she suckin’ this d-ck i ain’t kissin’ those lips
when she ain’t gettin’ d-ck, [?]
like a krabby patty how i’m flippin’ yo’ b-tch
get yo’ girl moanin’, that’s how i drop a diss, ayy
hoe f-ck what you sayin’
you need to start prayin’
when this d-ck go in yo’ mouth
i get to bustin’, no discussions
she on her knees, tryna charge me a fee
so i told that b-tch, “please”
she could hop on this meat
100 degrees when i hop on the beat
i’m a p-i-m-p so she didn’t charge me, ayy
hoe f-ck what you sayin’
you need to start prayin’
when this d-ck go in yo’ mouth
i get to bustin’, no discussions
if she suckin’ this d-ck i ain’t kissin’ those lips
when she ain’t gettin’ d-ck, [?]
like a krabby patty how i’m flippin’ yo’ b-tch
get yo’ girl moanin’, that’s how i drop a diss, ayy

[verse 1: ski mask the slump god]
pew pew, pew, pew, pew
hahaha, ayy, ski, b-tch
my b-tch, splash, ayy
fendi, dash, ayy
tokyo, okay
b-tches on my d-ck, okay
d-mn my b-tch look p-ssed, okay
tell my wrist to sit, okay
my wrist threw a fit, okay
wrist, whip, chain, p-ss
skin tone gold like she keepin’ no lint
and she give me face like mace, no drink
gump, forrest in that p-ssy, i’m slump
b-tch suck all my energy, tired to even c-m
[?] like nick cannon on a drum
pum, pum, pew, pew
cash, blue, hunnids, eww
beam me up, scotty, hey
beam me up, scotty, hey
beam me up, scotty, hey
beam me up, okay
ándale, i can’t wait
pull up on a p-ssy like, ayy, ayy
b-tches quick, my b-tch p-ssed
till i give her d-ck she like, yay, yay
worried ’bout me, n-gg- yo’ b-tch mine
and i’m on her -ss like the true religious sign
probably sign yo’ b-tch if you come here actin’ kind
look at my wrist, ed hardy for the time

[verse 2: sway gold]
ooh, i’m p-ssin’ a b-tch
my n-gg-s gon’ train it, we call it -ssist
it was easy as learning my abcs
when i gave her the d, i’m puffin’ on that e
she kept on suckin’ while i went to sleep
i told her, “my c-m is good for your teeth”
i’m pokin’, i’m strokin’ all over your sheets
left her tonsils soakin’, didn’t eat for a week
put my d-ck in her mouth ’cause that b-tch a liar
i’m dodgin’ 12 on a 95
i told her, “lil mama, don’t suck and drive”
fall in love with a b-tch, that’s a homicide
fell asleep in the p-ssy, that’s suicide
told her make me a sandwich then suck my dry
s-m-n same color as mcdonald’s fries
p-ssy sweet as grandma’s apple pie
my d-ck the same color as my leather seats
my b-tch the same color as my f-ckin’ wrist
my wrist the same color as a sunny day
with yo’ b-tch and it’s whatever simon say
f-ck with me, you better start to dig yo’ grave
in the studio like i’m at a parade
she said, “um i gotta go, [?]”
she [?] to c-m on her face
ski mask just gave me the keys to the cut
he’s slump god, he got all these sl-ts tryna f-ck
i’m a breadwinner, f-ck oscar mayer’s
only selling drugs and i got more buyers
finger painting in that p-ssy, soaking wet
when i hop on the beat, dream about me
she drowning in [?]
i go straight to her booty when she eats
only thing i hate is when she f-cking speaks

- sway gold lyrics

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