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letra de tokyo drift remix - aokigahara

[verse 1: nikhedonia]
w-w-w-watch this sh-t, i’m incredibles (woo)
got your girl laid back with some edibles (uhh)
she knows my lyrics, not yours, you’re forgettable (huh?)
i’m ’round the back, gripping hard on her love handles
spitting hard facts with a beer in my lap (uh)
my ice drip cold like a mo’f-cking tap (pshh)
aoki boys coming through, we built like a tank (drrr)
everybody asking, “what the f-ck is a xanplank?”
who? (what? what? where?)
no, i meant who mo’f-cking cares?
don’t get loud with me on the timeline
boy, you as soft as a mo’f-cking care bear
pa-pa-pa-pa-pasta-loving f-ck, your trim is dead
i’ll shave a bexey cut down the middle of your head
shave it all off and salute like a ket head
i found your mum on facebook, now she in my bed, uh-huh

[verse 2: $emmy!]
got your b-tch f-cking me like a rabbit, uh
got a hit, if you hate then you capping, uh
got your b-tch, get that ass and i slap it, uh
got a boat and a hat like a captain
got a wrist and it been froze, 13 hoes up on my d-ck
making scenes, though, it’s been jokes
i got 1 on my feet, 2 on my wrist
3 on my neck, 4 tabs popped, f-ck it, i’m tweaking
you know, i f-ck with the beefing like i’m carnivorous
feeling wavy but i don’t think that my liver is
you know, i’m drippy and moving just like a river is
see reflections on my watch like a mirror wrist, aye
pop it, stop it, got her jocks dropping, rocking
she dropping noggin on me so i ask her to stop it, uh
dropping problems, got her drop, honest, uh, yeah
slide up in the p-ssy toboggan (hm)

[verse 3: cxltgod]
huh! aye, i woke up chris breezy (huh)
had a girl saying, “chris, please, beat me!” (uh)
throw that ass back, girl, gotta treat me (uh)
send a letter, girl, know it’ll reach me
who? (what? what? where?)
your dad’s locked up for sh-gging bairns
when he said he’s f-cking tens
he meant he was f-cking tens (what a paedo’, what a pae–)
you wore a kilt to the court case, uh-uh
you eat haggis during foreplay, uh-uh
bring two sheep in, calling that a four-way
you’re 5’5″ so, i guess, you’re f-cking small mate
go get a job, stop simping on the timeline (simp!)
you’re 21, she’s 16, go die (nonce!)
your dad’s a nonce, guess it runs in the family
i might be a h0m- but you’re a f-cking f-ggot, g

[verse 4: damienfarron]
hop out the whip and she gimme some necky (so what?)
she throw that ass back while she calling me, “daddy” (uh-huh)
i did not f-ck jenny but i might f-ck becky
take her to the gaff and stuff her like a teddy (what? what? what? what?)
do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do
your girl f-ck me when i say so
farron rich, mold girls like play-doh (huh)
turn your wifey to my main hoe (what?)
i’ma f-ck your b-tch in your own kilt, huh
pop 10 xans in the hotel (bruh)
her titties flat like roadk!ll (vroom)
but i still smash for the ‘gram and her socials, huh (uh-huh)
percys on me like a dealer (dealer)
f-ck them nikes, i wear fila (yuh, aye, what?)
i go ghost when she suck me up (uh-huh)
she can’t see me like john cena (yeah, aye, turn up)

[verse 5: saint lazare]
dirty p-ssy, she be dripping the sauce
crabs crawling, now i’m itching my b-lls
flipping chickens, boy, you know i’m a boss
fronto rolling when i’m smoking on bobs
i just walked into the function off 10 dirty 30s
i feel like i’m juice, world in my hand
i’m the man with the plan, if you wan’ come and try me
get meet with the gl!ck, aye
i’m dozing off, i just popped me a xan
she gave me top ’cause she said she a fan
said, “hey, how you doing? please gimme some head”
took pics of her cards when that b-tch went to bed
ran up a band, bought me some shoes
100 for laces, you know how we do
i got me some bape and some louis v. too
and it’s been a while since i got jimmy choo

[verse 6: kuso]
you a p-ssy-ass, mark-ass, dumb-ass f-ckboy
see you on the streets, swear to god, i’ll bust boy (okay)
i’m a real n-gga, you a mo’f-cking bus boy (yuh)
internet thug talking sh-t, i don’t trust boys (nah)
fake-ass rowdy-ass n-ggas tryna talk some (bow)
i don’t play around, best pray when i walk up (grah)
thots up, gimme that neck or it’s chalked up (grrr-aw!)
step to kuso, little n-gga, you get f-cked up (bop-bop-bow-bow)
hop off the plane and i won’t give the b-tch back (nah)
different pair of shoes, little p-ssy, you a mismatch (okay)
don’t like white girls, i won’t hit that (nah)
talk all you want but you won’t get yo’ sh-t back (nah, nah, nah)
i do my drugs and then i do my dance (yuh)
no, i will not keep my d-ck in my pants (nope)
spreading her legs like it was some jam
she give neck like b-tch, god-d-mn! (god-d-mn)

[outro]
a-a-aoki boys

- aokigahara

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