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letra de jarrett wargoggles diss track (fuck jarrett / fuse 44) - 18:19 // воркшоп

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[intro: grande tomate]
man, you ever met a motherf-cker named jarrett bro? (h-ll no!)
h-ll no, bro i swear to god i ain’t ever met a motherf-cker bro
he stopped the whole party, looked me dead in the face, go
“ay, yo, i lost the loud”

who does that? (who?)

[verse 1: 1819]
drinkin’ p-ss, it’s wargoggles
f-ckin’ wh0res but never models (slatt)
first he sucks, and then he swallows
and his mom is then to follow (slime)

p-ssy boy up in a ‘rolla
brick ass phone, no motorola (uh)
crack head hoes up in his aura (yuh)
dumbest fool in all aurora

[verse 2: eli]
i was going ’bout my way
walkin’, smokin’ perfect, ay
smokin’ on that purplе haze
that’s when i met this mothеrf-cker jarrett

lookin’ like a f-ckin’ ferret (f-ckin’ ferret)
couldn’t make it to the barracks, f-ckin’ loser i’m not empathetic
motherf-cker’s weed is basic (what?)
don’t need that sh-t, he face it (yuh)
stupid motherf-cker racist, all his b-tches basic
all he do is sit and m-st-rbate, he’ll never sit up in a wraith
he needs salvation
he still menstruatin’

[breakdown: lil refry]
uuuuhhhhhhhhhh
uuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
you’re a f-ggot!
you’re a f-ggot!
you’re a f-ggot! (yuh)
uuuuhhhhhhhhhh
uuuuhhhhhhh (on god)
you’re a f-ggot!

[verse 3: jarrett wargoggles]
f-ck jart, sweet as a pop tart (what?)
21 savage, no heart (twenty-one!)

b-tch i’m in the street, tear you apart
it’s heart to heart talk that i can’t have
b-tches bad, hoes is mad
n-ggas actually in trinidad

getting s-x change
capitol, these n-ggas lame
i got the fame, i’m in victory lane
and in the nascar race, ay
b-tches tryna hate, ay
can’t keep up with my pace
b-tches on my mysp-ce
get the f-ck out my face (drinks p-ss!)

hoes up in my new place, this a two bedroom
i just copped a bag of shrooms from the balcony, fool!

[verse 4: lil refry]
all you drink is p-ss, boy
lookin’ like a f-ckboy (f-ckboy)
you collect s-x toys
throw you in the trunk and (uh-huh)

you better not make noise
put my hand on your throat and your
g-y ass made a s-x noise (s-x noise)

got no hoes, no money
you a lil sad boy
matter fact, you owe me money, f-ck boy
(seventy dollars!)

[breakdown: lil refry]
f-ck you jarrett
you’re a f-cking d-ck
you can suck my d-ck
[outro]
f-ck a one peice, keep three blades on me like i’m zoro
four hoes in the four door scr-pin’ frame
f-ck- f-ck a one peice, keep three blades on me like i’m zoro
four hoes in the four door scr-pin’ frame

(eighteen.)

- 1819 воркшоп

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