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poltergeist - zotiyac lyrics

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[intro]
i know one thing, stop f*ckin’ playing with me
gi*gi*girlnextdoor
brrt

[verse]
energy override
struggling overnight
n*ggas be overhyped
goin’ hard, dolemite
industry, prototype
in the street, motorbike
enemy, o to life (b*tch)
exorcist, poltergeist
how in the f*ck i come up with this sh*t?
lennox lewis uppercuttin’ his sh*t
ayy, i’m finna do it, get to guttin’ dis b*tch
make the whole crowd turn the f*ck up in dis b*tch
you hear a shot, watch a n*gga toupee fall off
make a n*gga flip like [?] skate off
set this sh*t off like i’m quavo and takeoff
run up mask on, draw down, face off
tec with the deck how i land in this b*tch
come assuring your span when expanding a clip
hand on the bl!ck and no man could predict what would come after this
leave ’em standin’ in p*ss
stretch until no hope is left in this b*tch
until death is the only thing definite b*tch
call me jeff hardy one heck of a flip, i be catching a body, no wrestling b*tch
rest in a pit and the rest is forgot
n*gga f*ck it forgiveness, he never could get
cheffin’ and cookin’ an effortless whip in the kitchen i’m preppin’ a recipe quick
it ain’t no myth, yes i really do this
gotta sniff yo’ pure white on sum pegasus sh*t
she wanna f*ck, but i can’t f*ck dat b*tch, tell her just put her tongue on the edge of my d*ck
ayy, big f*cked up
got me f*cked up
pg [?] tell a b*tch n*gga what up
on dat pms sh*t tell a b*tch n*gga shut up
on dat bmf sh*t ride illegal wit’ a cutter
n*gga tried to run up i had to hit ’em with another
he ain’t want the smoke if it’ll leave him wit’ his brother
put him in a box send dat n*gga to his mother
he’ll be home before supper, throw the n*gga in the oven
hit ’em with a de, have him crawling to the [?]
he was writing paragraphs, now that boy paraplegic
pair of automatics, i’ma hold ’em both together, shoot both dem’ b*tches too, i can’t even aim decent
all these b*tches the same and i ain’t gotta peep it
took the b*tch brain, but i ain’t gotta keep it
n*ggas be lame and they ain’t gotta reason
they feed the bullsh*t, but we ain’t gotta eat it
[outro]
wow, for the win, that could be it!

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