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letra de american psycho w/garyhefner - bstarrguapo

(tarry you k!lled this)

(chorus)
(garyhefner)

i run around chasing dollar signs
running from 12 f-ck a ?
i fell in love once apon a time
now a b-tch ? be my valentine
i run around with two guns
lay that boy down like a futon
drake eat you up like a crouton
i counting that green like neon
(verse 1)
y’all n-ggas ain’t real y’all some peons
i’m in that field like i’m deon
i’m nvp, don’t know what he on
slaughter 6 deep in that nissan
me and my ? plug 6 deep
that boy talking sweet now he 6 feet
i know she a hoe she can’t trick me
she got on her knees and l!cked me

(patrick bateman)
imma sorry, i just, uh
your not terribly important to me

(woman)
oh no, oh no god no

(patrick bateman)
i know my behavior can be “irack” sometimes

(garyhefner)
i remeber them days i ain’t have sh-t
they used to call my a-s average
now i’m posted up with a bad b-tch
talk down, you get hit with that gat b-tch
i’m hitting l!cks for fun
rocking them ricks not 1’s
i’m taking risks ya i’m knowing
bro, down the coke, ya i’m booing

bad a-s b-tch and she j-panese
don’t go to a job, finna trap’ all week
a n-gga better never cap on me
i got some n-ggas who’ll clap for me
i ride for my clan like woo tang
i might go f-ck on your boo thang
imma rock star like cobain
with the white hoes doing cocaine

(verse)
(bstarrguapo)

(ya)
i’m a rockstarr (rockstarr)
my n-gga feeling he sipping wok hard (i pull up)
i pull up with choppas show them he not hard(what?)
bad a-s lil n-gga, they calling me bark(ya)
i got this lil white hoe i think her name tiffany (what?)
she f-cking for fun, she can not get sh-t from me(what? ya)
screaming f-ck 12 they can not sentence me(nuh uh)
the ops be lame they think they can finish me
(uh, uh uh)
but i can’t go out, no way(no way)
he my lil ‘mego, jose (jose)
they say lil bstarr two faced (uh huh)
money coming in so you know i look both ways (both ways)
these n-ggas be child like a track man (the track man)
i’m sipping on mud like the sand man (the sand man)
i’m dressed all black like the batman (the batman)
pull out my ak-47 (ya, ya)
(chorus)
(garyhefner)

(outro)
(woman)

what do you want me to do? (crying)
what is it you want?

(patrick bateman)

if you really want to do something for me then stop making a scene right now

(woman)

oh god…

- bstarrguapo

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