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letra de no maidens (ft. yumi, soup) - crispy concords

[intro]
triple that grayto, (triple that grayto)

[verse 1: crispy]
all in her ear like i’m paul revere
she don’t wanna f-ck me, she queer
send ’em to war, i ain’t talkin’ about civil
been on a streak like a h-llstorm missile
stay on the bus and you talk to ms. frizzle
i hop out the whip like it’s abyssal
steppin’ on them, lil’ b-tch, you a tom ford
make ’em battle like lexington and concord

[verse 2: soup]
dump your tea in the ocean
jerk off your musket with no lotion
who the f-ck you think you taxin’?
red coats actin’ up, boutta get a slashin’
sneak in the castle, queen of england gonna get some action

[verse 3: crispy]
with yo girl, and we signin’ this declaration (ey, ey, ey)
carrier pigeon spreadin’ misinformation (ey, ey, ey)
load up the musket, i ain’t talkin’ about elon
i got a stick she can feel on
i’m ridin’ my horse like a nissan
these boys are some mustard, some dijon
[verse 4: soup]
call my boy george, load up the cannon (load it up)
catch you in the field, slap you with a salmon (hoo)
yo b-tch wants to steal my pantaloons
goin’ monkey on the brits, call me john c. baboon

[verse 5: yumi]
pull out my cup of tea, i’m shootin’ violently
ridin’ this horse, i’m not flying this privately
my maiden loyal, she never would lie to me
in 1800s, robs banks up on iverly
gotta wear a wig, where’s my privacy though?
wooden t–th but got no lice in this fro
mustache like the monopoly bro
my horse got crash, it’s on top of me though
can’t feel my legs and it looks like i’m dead
all of the blood rushin’ straight to my head
no doctor in sight and no help is around me
i am so foolish, i’m done with the clownery
paul revere, f-ck outta here
’bout to tell yo’ girl that i am the loudest here
when the british ain’t comin’, yo b-tch is cummin’
your p-ssy ass ain’t allowed in ‘ere

- crispy concords

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