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letra de ha ha ha - atahan

chorus one:
i guess imma have to let my whole team win
i guess imma have to let the let the let the trumpets in
i guess imma have to, really start to rap now
call a rapper out, one by one ill slap em down
ata the god, lately ata been so lazy
im coming so rude, ain’t no women want to date me
jokes on you b-tch ha ha ha, i don’t know why they hate me
i would hate me too, if i was you i’d aim at me

verse one:
now i’m k!lling myself, like bring me the bottle turps- no bourbon
im finally back in the booth with the purp, my head so lit that i need a turban
imma bit nervous- so excuse me for all the murmuring
youll see me, swerving my car around no yes vote from a keith urban
you say your b-tch is a servant, well my bad b-tch- got a glock in her purse
right next to her pads and her anti persperant, and she love dispersing
oh f-ck this i’m turning, somebody call me sermon
burst through the door the turks are here to shoot n aim at you- in first person

chorus two:
i guess imma have to let my whole team win
i guess imma have to let the let the let the trumpets in
i guess imma have to, really start to rap now
call a rapper out, one by one ill slap em down
ata the god, lately ata been so lazy
im coming so rude, ain’t no women want to date me
jokes on you b-tch ha ha ha, i don’t know why they hate me
i would hate me too, if i was you i’d aim at me
verse two:
sending me threats, well f-ck what you say im king of the lakes
bruno mars ill catch grenade, i’m going off tracks, i’m going insane
i hope your name is peter parker- only way your stopping this train
ata gotta little bit of k!ller left in him, wanna rep your set
you ain’t ain’t testing my rhythm
protect your neck i put pepper right in it
thats why gett in their fillings
yea yea yea yea
stuffed turkish brother from the streets okay- no way
when it comes to rap your cheap cocaine- whatever you say jose
you b-tches been so immature, still ain’t hit that p-b-rty
calling me a f-cking dog, now your toothless, your move my g
to the people that be stirring the pot, look what you did to these
little rappers about that action, but been shopping at tiffanys
they talking about that trapping, oh wait i got me an epiphany
third eye been open, you cannot spark a spliff with me
im coming in on purpose, i am a man on a mission
murder all these enemies, i f-ck your b-tch and i’m wishing aye

chorus three:
i guess imma have to let my whole team win
i guess imma have to let the let the let the trumpets in
i guess imma have to, really start to rap now
call a rapper out, one by one ill slap em down
ata the god, lately ata been so lazy
im coming so rude, ain’t no women want to date me
jokes on you b-tch ha ha ha, i don’t know why they hate me
i would hate me too, if i was you i’d aim at me

- atahan

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