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letra de sauce - boofgods

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[[ verse i lilterror ]]

creepin’ out the dungeon i got snakes by my side, i’m not medusa but i carry weapons while in my prime, you always snitchin’ get to itchin’ like a junkie let’s rob, you say you this you say you that what are you tryna imply

boi the tar that got you fienin’ for the stick made of z’s, the plague of boof, staff of the seven, and our fatal disease, i ain’t flexin but you know i’m always gettin’ my cheese, leave you beat on the street screamin’ help god please

[[ verse ii sloppymedusa ]]

pull up with an m9 carbine, -ssault rifles to k!ll it, we in the game playing saints, droppin’ off body bags makin’ it rain, hoppin right out with the keys to my throne, slippery slope and i fell on the floor, all of the pain better seep from my bones, if it don’t then i’m leavin’ right back to my home

boofgods got it better from the head to the toe, if you ain’t f-ckin’ with us then why’d the ambulance come, in this wide f-ckin’ room i kick the chair and succ-mb, f-ck a rope i handle business with a clip and a gun

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