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letra de hell she raise - dayonikin & avi christian

[chorus]
huh, wake up to a nightmare, riches run through my brain
demons tryin’ to f-ck on me and my gang (avi christian)
huh, thought you was an angel but that b-tch ain’t got no aim
she a devil from the underworld and h-ll she f-ckin’ raise

[verse 1]
cut that b-tch off, b-tch, i got exquisite taste
got a [?] just like saul, i might call up and catch a case
he help me put the bodies out the way
i f-ck that b-tch, they [?] all day
b-tch, all the danger stay away, cause [?] they doubt and i get paid
got these voices in my head, yeah
tellin’ me i’m better dead, yeah
i ain’t talking ’bout no school, but i love [?]
i was all up in them ho’s, give em’ [?]

[verse 2]
huh, b-tch i’m so high, i can’t feel my face
eyes bigger than your stomach, you got too much on your plate
you don’t really want beef, ’cause we turn [?] into steak
[?] your mom’s crib and that’s some real real estate, [?] (yeah)
and i can’t f-ck with a fake [?]
lightskin, green eyes, i’m the type they hate [?]
and i’m in my brand new ‘gatti, like i’m andrew tate, [?]
i don’t even shave my b-lls to put ’em in her face, [?]
[?] like a chipmunk with my nuts up in her face, [?]
lightskin but racist, ’cause i really f-ckin’ hate [?]
rockin’ diamonds on me, triple time to [?], [?]
never went to school for barberin’, but i’mma fade [?]
huh, keep my [?], keep my wrist and neck in chains, [?]
huh, flow insane, this ain’t [?] you obtain [?]
start off with nothing and turn into something
[?] won’t tell it, they really gon’ bust it
meanwhile, i’m banging on b-tch like percussion
i f-ck a b-tch twelve times, i won’t cuff it, yeah
it’s f-ck twelve, we gon’ send ’em sh-lls
you gon’ need to pay for your life and not need a wishing well
hundred [?] on that cigarette pit, told [?] clientele
try to say that we ain’t fire but i can’t even smell
[bridge]
i can’t feel my face
you got too much on your plate
[?] into steak
real real estate, yeah, yeah
wait, wait (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
hey, hey
tate, tate
put ’em in her face, [?]

[chorus]
huh, wake up to a nightmare, riches run through my brain
demons tryin’ to f-ck on me and my gang
huh, thought you was an angel but that b-tch ain’t got no aim
she a devil from the underworld and h-ll she f-ckin’ raise
huh, wake up to a nightmare, riches run through my brain
demons tryin’ to f-ck on me and my gang
huh, thought you was an angel but that b-tch ain’t got no aim
she a devil from the underworld and h-ll she f-ckin’ raise

[outro]
huh, wake up to a nightmare, riches run through my brain
demons tryin’ to f-ck on me and my gang
huh, thought you was an angel but that b-tch ain’t got no aim
she a devil from the underworld and h-ll she f-ckin’ raise
huh, wake up to a nightmare, riches run through my brain
demons tryin’ to f-ck on me and my gang
huh, thought you was an angel but that b-tch ain’t got no aim
she a devil from the underworld and h-ll she f-ckin’ raise

- dayonikin avi christian

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