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letra de ringtone freestyle! - cupid fell

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[intro: cupid]

this is a freestyle straight off the rip
i got a bad b-tch drinking my kids
you is a goofy boy look at your fit
n-gga you trash calling it quits
give her the pickle, calling me rick
give her the pickle, give her the p-n-s
this beat was produced by cadence
you is broke give it a fix
(this a lil freestyle, i found this trash ass beat but my friend told me to rap on it so yeah, here we go)
(yuh, yuh)

[verse: cupid]
slide on the beat like dababy
got three bodies i feel like dababy
boy quit crying, you is a baby
yo eyes is red, you need some systane
he like the joker, hе is insane
why the f-ck you getting mad ovеr quickplay
i need some money, i need some quick bands
f-ck on this b-tch and she was trans (spiring)
she was transpiring
knock off your eyelid
my voice is f-cking dying oh my god
this sh-t is wack, it sound like a kenny beat
im joking i really wanna work with kenny beats
im with yo b-tch, she stroking my kenny meat
told her to bend over that b-tch is a bozo
you n-ggas internet clowns no bozo
maximillan mus, oh no no
when i’m on the beat sound like quandale dingle
-gibberish- i don’t know know

(ima, ima let this loop for a second, yuh, yuh, yuh, okay)
im eating good you eat at mcdonalds
you n-ggas clowns like ronald mcdonald
nevermind n-gga who eats at mcdonalds
you n-ggas weird like donald duck
im with your b-tch she wanna f-ck
we f-cked and now my d-ck hurts
you n-ggas g-y like ernie and bert
ricky the boots, and v-lone the shirt
call her a water ballon she gonna squirt (n-gga i don’t even got a vlone shirt)
rob that n-gga for his v-lone shirt
just kidding b-tch ima run up the bands
im with your b-tch with my hand in her pants
im with your b-tch with my hand in her p-ssy
these n-ggas go to jail and be p-ssy
hate everyone i feel like boosie
im with your b-tch she want suck on my d-ck
and i’m finna play with her coochie, huh

[verse: davai$]
i was 16 popping a bean
i was 17 popping a perc
gone be 18 sippin on lean
getting high while i’m making this verse
i laugh and giggle while clapped in the back
im with your shorty she took off her pants
i k!ll an opp and then i do a dance
got the louis chanelly imported from france
with yo auntie and yo grandma and yo sister
diving in these b-tches they be wetter than a river
flow is so too cold, but a n-gga never shiver
in the bedder with your grandma with my hand all in her knickers
she want my wood, im not a tree
im going blind, i cannot see
she need some air, she cannot breathe
b-tch gotta go, b-tch gotta leave
b-tch made a mess, all on my sheets
she like a dog, eating my treats
she not even bad, she just a treesh
thats how you know she belong to the streets

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