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letra de clit commander - cracker trapper

1, 2, 3
cl-t!

haha!
what’s good, man
cracker trapper
cl-t, man
f-cking my clique’s anthem
haha, cl-t
best chant in the world, man
haha!
cl-t’s number one fan
haha!
verse about to be fire
haha

yeah

[verse 1: cracker trapper]

hey, we mopping in the woods
yeah, driving the cars like we shouldn’t
f-cking yelling cl-t out the window
really going throw it back
let me hear the words flow

[hook:]
f-ck school, we all yell cl-t
f-ck your mom too, we all yelling cl-t
even in the bus, we still yelling cl-t
sunday in church, we all preaching cl-t!

[verse 2: cracker trapper]
hey
that some cl-t sh-t
that’s my best sh-t
i went in f-cking with that
hide my f-cking guest list
from the f-cking partygoers that i f-cking hate, b-tch
b-tch i’m rapping on the mic
dressed like a f-cking dyk-
b-tch i’m that type of guy to f-cking write and f-cking scribble sh-t with my pen until the meet comes to a mother f-cking end
and my meet to my ends
i’m the ends to your meet
i’m f-cking discreet
and when i blow up your whole street
hearing me and the tune on the radio i come through
i bust tailspins and then come with tru
and i f-cking rap music
i f-cking bring it back
i’m f-cking smoking loud and i’m yelling cl-t on the track
cl-t is my favorite word
you don’t know the words
cause i’m ‘pletely absurd
yelling

[hook:]
f-ck school, we all yell cl-t
f-ck your mom too, we all yelling cl-t
even in the bus, we still yelling cl-t
sunday in church, we all preaching cl-t!

[verse 3: trill nye]
cl-t
yo trill nye on the scene
shoutout to dr. f
shoutout to sag boyz
shoutout to squad
and everybody in the 01938

yo
about to go in

yo off my sh-t
f-cking lit
screaming cl-t
with the clique
wherever we sit
careful as i spits hot venom on these bricks
frisky chicks rub on they cl-ts
making them spritz
and they [cl-t] bouncing they t-ts
straight up losing they witz
while they cop all our hits
the f-cking cl-t master
can i go faster
so f-cking plastered
chilling like a b-st-rd
dylan in the backyard
i’m a f-cking trap god
kinda like a rap god
only slightly backwards
only ever pack words
k!ll them with that crack verse
trill them like that verse
then i grill them like a bratwurst, ah?

that’s all i got, cuz
keep on yelling cl-t, cause
i love to hear that sh-t buzz

faded

[verse 4: tossed ross]
cllllllit

cl-tty cl-tty cl-t
cl-t my -ss
turn my -ss
i’ll l1ck your little cl-t
come over to my house
i am the cl-t… master
i’m the pastor i will see the cl-t
and i then i will give you a blessing
i’ll give you a couple cl-t l1cks
how many l1cks till i get to your heart
i love you very much
i hope you have a good night after you brush
then i’ll eat your -ss
i’ll take you home
l1ck your… b-ss
i catch b-ss on the lake every day
usuallay
i lay with a fat
haystack b-tch
and she’s got a fat -ss
three cl-ts that’s all i ask
for

i am the master of the cl-t
remember this f-cking face
whenever you see cl-t you will see this f-cking face
i make that sh-t work
no one rolls a cl-t like me
not this little f-ck
none of you little f-cks out there
i am the cl-t commander

- cracker trapper

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