letra de ulysses s grant - dave blunts
[intro: chief keef & dave blunts]
foenem radio, b-tch
yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah
[verse: dave blunts]
made a million dollars, give a f-ck ‘bout what they say about me
dumb b-tch eat my d-ck so much, i think she might just be a zombie
your b-tch ate my d-ck just like the walking dead
and i don’t text her back, your hoe get left on read
all these b-tches in my phone, tryna’ catch a fight
i keep cheating on my b-tch, i made her pay the price
and my main b-tch just moved in, and my side b-tch keep sucking it
and i keep sipping on codeine, and i keep sipping on ‘tris
i keep arguing with my b-tch, i keep arguing with my dishwasher
gay son or thot daughter?, i would rathеr have a thot daughter
f-ck the labеl n-gga, f-ck conor
everybody wanna test me
n-ggas d-ck-ride jeffrey, n-ggas d-ck-ride young thug
n-ggas ain’t tryna shuffle up, n-ggas ain’t tryna break brick
two b-tches [?] my b-tch
one of ‘em tryna give it
one of ‘em tryna ride me
pray the b-tch don’t [?] me
i [?]…
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