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letra de the exorcist - bahj morey

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[intro: bahj morey & the exorcist sample]
“what an excellent day for an exorcism”
yeah, hoe
yeah, hoe
yeah, hoe
yeah, hoe
yeah, hoe
yeah, hoe
ay, yeah, hoe
ay!

[verse 1: bahj morey]
it’s bahjii, b-tch! a.k.a. greatness (uh-huh)
that funky purp be my fragrance
i love that gas and i’m shameless
puffin’ big b’s while i lane switch
dustin’ all these n-ggas y’all bang with
special victim, lil maggot, we heinous
chew you up, spit ya out like a danish
no games, leave a f-ck n-gga brainless (you scared?)
you punk-ass n-ggas be the strangest
got you scared, that’s real entertainment
never in my muhf-ckin’ life been a plaintiff
lil john doe, untraced, he nameless
ride round with migos, rims stainless
lil’ n-gga don’t know it get dangerous (woo!)
pop the trunk, godd-mn it’s sp-cious!
one in the head, they finna make it painless
[pre-chorus: bahj morey]
all this money i’m gripping
i don’t give a d-mn who witnesses
me get the money and flip it
i’m runnin these bands with a swift-uh-ness
and all y’all n-ggas gon’ feel this muhf-ckin’ hate in ya blood, that’s a sick-uh-ness
i murk anything i touch
bahj morey, the motherf-cking exorcist

[chorus: bahj morey]
i’m gunning for the top spot (uh-huh)
gon’ have all these n-ggas big m-a-d
y’all fake in y’all songs (y’all mad!)
you n-ggas sell lies, call ya big c-a-p
original motherf-cking style, lil’ b-tch
i really don’t care who feeling me
not a ne’er n-gga gon’ stop the grind
i’ma get what i want, no l-i-e (no lie)
i’m gunning for the top spot
gon’ have all these n-ggas big m-a-d
y’all fake in y’all songs
you n-ggas sell lies, call ya big c-a-p
original motherf-cking style, lil’ b-tch
i really don’t care who feeling me
not a ne’er n-gga gon’ stop the grind
i’ma get what i want, no l-i-e
[interlude: project pat]
yeah, hoe (yeah, hoe)
yeah, hoe (yeah, hoe)
pattah (yeah, hoe)

[verse 2: project pat]
i’m so flexin’ in this lambo
blacker than a sambo
draco light you like a candle
gun you down like rambo
have you sh-ttin’ out a pampo
oops, i mean, “pamper”
told your b-tch i need a sampler
p-ssy stink like a hamper
where you put the dirty clothes at (ew!)
coke where you put your nose at (ew!)
that’s gon’ have the track jumping back
vvs’s on my t–th
i’m a big cat and you meeces
shuttin’ all you lil’ n-ggas down like feces
assault rifles and some bales of that cali good
in a ol’ north memphis hood’ll have you to the good
pockets swollen like a pregnant b-tch’s belly
mercedes inside peanut b-tter, outside jelly (ew!)

[chorus: bahj morey]
i’m gunning for the top spot (uh-huh)
gon’ have all these n-ggas big m-a-d
y’all fake in y’all songs (y’all mad!)
you n-ggas sell lies, call ya big c-a-p
original motherf-cking style, lil’ b-tch
i really don’t care who feeling me
not a ne’er n-gga gon’ stop the grind
i’ma get what i want, no l-i-e (no lie)
i’m gunning for the top spot
gon’ have all these n-ggas big m-a-d
y’all fake in y’all songs
you n-ggas sell lies, call ya big c-a-p
original motherf-cking style, lil’ b-tch
i really don’t care who feeling me
not a ne’er n-gga gon’ stop the grind
i’ma get what i want, no l-i-e

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