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jazz hands - xanakin skywok lyrics

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[intro: sadfriendd & xanakin skywok]
yuhh
ay shoutout av for the beat
so i may have been getting some neck
while i was recording this
(run loose xanakin!)

[verse 1: sadfriendd]
ugh (okay)
shawty gon’ do what i say so (alleigh)
feel like call of duty (ay)
when i walk in with this draco (ay)

all about the cheese (ay)
i need the guap i need the queso (boom)
i get the yen i get dollas (wait)
i get the money get the payload (okay)

hi um (hey)
lemme punch in
like i’m bout to do some work (um)
when they see i get the bands (ay)

i know that b*tch about to twerk (ah)
i’m an assh0l* b*tch i’m busy actin like a jerk (um)
if you talkin’ to me wrong (yuh)
i’ll throw this drink up on your shirt (b*tch)
[bridge: xanakin skywok]
ayo, wait
lemme tag in xanakin

[verse 2: xanakin skywok]
ay mama come and dance with yo papi
maserati going fast when she top me (yo)
l!ck my c*ck clean from her mud like a pokki (ah)
if the op mean i’ma show em where the glock be

run her tracks out that’s a muf*cking detour (beh)
break her back out now i call that b*tch igor (ah)
diamonds cashed out so she blow my line c4 (uh)
pull her pants down so you know that i could see more

[verse 3: sadfriendd]
me and xankin be on some
saber gang sh*t (gang)
i’on speak yo language (ay)
i heard that he a lame b*tch

oh you had to pay rent (yea)
but that’s the pocket change b*tch (yo)
come on gimme brain b*tch (uh)
i’m bout to make it rain b*tch (hold up)
heavy metal like i’m workin’ in the gym (yea work it)
pockets biggest loser and they never gettin’ slim (um)
diving in this b*tch i think i’m bout to take a swim (swim)
i be shootin’ sh*t i swear it feel like open gym (um)

[verse 4: xanakin skywok]
most these b*tches
really riding on my d*ck (ride it)
but if they really wanna whip it
better make the stick shift (boom boom)

got this fur coat from cruella
and these trees up from the grinch (gang)
and my pistol’s a d’amelio
it really with the dix (eh)

[verse 5: sadfriendd]
yea big bands on me
i ain’t really got time for no b*tch (no b*tch)
i just spent a couple thousand (yea)
pack a punch on my wrist (um)

and you n*ggas like corona (what)
cause you boys make me sick (yo)
and i hit him with a drum (wait)
this ain’t no toy this a stick (um)
[verse 6: xanakin skywok]
there’s a whole dlc
extended on my clips (boom)
ps5 but the p
is extended on this hip (yea)

and yo girl got her mind
really wrapped round this d*ck (wrap it)
man her p*ssy like limewire
seeds up in that b*tch

she be wanting five guys not
the burger not no bread (five)
so i’m dipping like in five
when you see her in you bed

like there’s gogurt on her mind (woah)
but on her face it’s spread
and you kiss her all the time
now you tasting what i left

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