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letra de dr. pixley kaseme - bill wailey

[intro]
you know i never really got why n-ggas hate me
i guess they just jealous of a girl that dates me
jealousy shall consume these n-ggas too bad
it’s chai thou, just wait ’till their lifeline goes flat

[verse 1]
i’m ’bout to turn this studio to an inferno
’cause i spit fire and sh-t, ’bout to blow
told my parents that i got ear piercings and they ice cold
but they must understand that a n-gga gettin’ old
i make my own decisions and i stick by them
i choose my own loved ones, and they now my fam’
man, i lend n-ggas money and get paid back with interest
and with that interest, might be time to ice my wrist
guess that dwarf that’s trolling me really went quiet
was mentioning me, runnin’ his mouth like a lil’ kid
’till my cousins roasted his ass and his rotten t–th
how ’bout your ass go and get some braces please
yeah, cut some toxic vibes in my life, don’t need it
and my class like most of the time i gotta lead it
same class that tryna cancel me as class rep
i don’t wanna make this sound like a f-ckin’ threat
but y’all better keep my name out of your mouths
before i decide on beatings, yeah talkin’ handouts
now i guess my feelings gettin’ so very emotional
and my money is gettin’ transactional
and you n-ggas be actin’ irrational
might even get myself a gun for self-defence, talkin’ pistol
when i say “b-tch”, i’m mostly referring to males
i’d never use the word “b-tch” to describe females
when you get money for your gig, provide me with details
jus’ so i can claim that i’ve been also makin’ sales
yeah, i’m jokin’ thou man, i’ll sell my own records
and with those records, i’ll prolly be winnin’ many awards
a f-ckin’ legend and veteran, that’s where i’m headin’ towards
i’m the lord of this sh-t, and y’all don’t sh-t on your lords
and i guess i possess the greatest vocal chords
but i guess my face might be up on those billboards
[interlude]
mmm
yeah

[verse 2]
these bum n-ggas’ words may come out as illiterate
or maybe their huns be with me, waiting on me to invigorate
better close your d-mn eyes, ’cause this sh-t explicit
’bout to cum right now ’cause a n-gga has reached his limit
hold on, these n-ggas been waitin’ on me to fail, huh
man, i don’t f-ck with those n-ggas, they’ll never prevail, uh
’bout to blame it on the booze, man feelin’ like foxx
and i vomited too, man that sh-t jus’ so unorthodox
again, the “b-tches” i know are n-ggas that were fake friends
i know it sounds like i’m kiddin’, but i’ll never make amends
they pushed me over the edge, my hun couldn’t recognize me
these n-ggas actin’ cool, they actually wanna patronize me
love it when this huns be like “happy birthday to me”
decided to treat myself so i just ate that p-ssy
p-ssy good, so i wished that i could get that sh-t galore
wished that i could get p-ssy at the p-ssy store
look, i don’t plan on praising goats man, i already am one
unlike a short ass troll with rotten t–th, yeah that’s someone
i’m known purely for my looks dawg, not for the music
feelin’ like oscar mbo, matter of fact, he and him immaculate
man, i’m tired of how n-ggas and huns be showin’ affection
out in public, like they do this disgusting sh-t for attention
matter of fact, tell your huns to pull up at the wailey section
so i can take their clothes off and f-ck ’em with perfection
yeah, take notes on how to drip and pose in pics for once
me and my boy feel like the usos ’cause we the ones
the ones that get huns by snappin’ our fingers like thanos
and when we f-ck these huns, you know we doin’ the most
i done told you that bill wailey is ighost lama ghost
better take y’all wine glasses, raise ’em up, i’m makin’ a toast
yeah, while you busy sippin’ on that ice-cream
gotta tell you, come to the west, feelin’ like pixley kaseme
[outro]
yeah

- bill wailey

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