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letra de predator - deddreamer

[intro: defnotbio]
nsayn!

[chorus: defnotbio]
don’t make me lock and load, nina is a thot, she’ll blow
playin’ freeze tag with that heat, go from hot to cold
i ain’t jokin’ in my music, let ‘em know this ain’t no pot o’ gold
got that stick just like a pimp, i’m gon’ pop a ho

[verse 1: defnotbio]
they sayin’ that i don’t belong here and they dread it, i feel like the predator
if they wanna run up in public, i’ll fold ‘em and send that b-tch off like a messenger
i stay with that heat, i’ll be raising that b-tch like a fever, don’t f-ck with my temperature
who you robbin’, son? i’m not randy the wrestler (nsayn!)
the moment they pop up, yeah, i’ll make ‘em duck, youngin’, when they see me, they scared now they blood pumpin’
i pull out that shotty, they scatter, i feel like im duck huntin’
let it boom like a drum, b-tch, they knew how this one comin’, take ‘em out like the trash, when my gun dumpin’
don’t get me p-ssed, ‘cause i’m with the sh-t, i swear i don’t bluff, youngin’
i dare you to try it, the truth is: you scared, youngin’, light up his top with that stick if he slide like a flare, youngin’
i feel like i’m kevin, ‘cause up in the house, i’m prepared, youngin’
i feel like i’m aang, you’ll get wet with this heat and then put in the dirt, when i air’, youngin
i’m a god with this rap, it ain’t fair, youngin’

[chorus: defnotbio & deddreamer]
don’t make me lock and load (brr!), nina is a thot, she’ll blow (what?)
playin’ freeze tag with that heat, go from hot to cold (ha-ha!)
i ain’t jokin’ in my music (no cap), let ‘em know this ain’t no pot o’ gold (ah!)
got that stick just like a pimp, i’m gon’ pop a ho (ha-ha-ha-ha!)
[verse 2: deddreamer]
i’m hittin’ my shots, i’m not wastin’ my ammo, i’m hittin’ her p-ssy in key, no piano
i make her falsetto, i call her soprano, pour me a four
lean’ll be purple like randall, i wearin’ them stripes like i’m rockin’ a flannel
if you wanna argue, then dm my handle (diizii!)
my fire like the sun, b-tch, you is a candle, shootin’ two youngins, sophia and samuel
gretel and hansel, i got on my iron, i’m not talkin’ anvil
you said that your b-tch didn’t want me, but she is a fangirl
they want me collapsed like nate dogg, r.i.p., nathaniel (wait, wait, wait, b-tch!)
i’m shootin’ them p-ssies, got you on a hit list, they’ll be callin’ me predator (yeah!)
i’m the best at this sh-t, n0body as cold, b-tch, i know there ain’t no competitor (what else?)
i f-cked her then left, she wantin’ me back, she tellin’ her friends i offended her (uh)
she lovin’ on me, she lettin’ me f-ck, i’m givin’ her kids when i’m hittin’ her
you in control of the block? b-tch, i’m in control of the state, no senator (okay)
she hittin’ my line, sayin’, “i’m bored,” hung up on that b-tch, it affected her (what?)
i’m in control of the bandz, them bags’ll be mine, b-tch, you can call me the treasurer (bandz)
opps are p-ssy, when i’m around the corner, they’ll be screamin’ “red alert!” (what?)
i’m makin’ some blue cheese, speakin’ of that, this b-tch at my crib ain’t dressin’ (dressin’)
he gettin’ cheese, ‘cause he wanna snitch, b-tch, i’m finna press him (b-tch)
you mad at the fact that you can’t compete, d-mn, that sh-t’s depressin’ (depressin’)
go behind bars and tell, b-tch, unlike you, i ain’t confessin’ (snitch)
they was talkin’ sh-t, and they still hatin’ ‘til this day, this choppa finna make him pay
she a baddie like valerie, b-tch, miss kay
but she badder than that, i’m spittin’ whether it’s midnight or midday
i’ll do that broad a hunnid times better than ray j did kim k
[chorus: deddreamer]
don’t make me lock and load (brr!), nina is a thot, she’ll blow (what?)
playin’ freeze tag with that heat, go from hot to cold (ha-ha!)
i ain’t jokin’ in my music (no cap), let ‘em know this ain’t no pot o’ gold (ah!)
got that stick just like a pimp, i’m gon’ pop a ho (ha-ha-ha-ha!)

[outro: deddreamer]
i’m bustin’ his t–th down his muh’f-ckin’ throat, b-tch, i’m breakin’ his jawline
i said, “if you wanna fight, then see me in person,” i made him go offline
you playin’ with me, you gon’ get popped, yeah, this is where i draw lines
shawty be ridin’ my d-ck, i’m callin’ her shotgun, you know she’ll be all mine (whew)

- deddreamer

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