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letra de tomb - deddreamer

[part i]

[intro: deddreamer]
whew

[chorus: slikadaice & deddreamer]
b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb (slikada-slikadaice!)

[verse 1: slikadaice & deddreamer]
put you in a tomb, b-tch, i’ma drop you in the tomb, huh
i’m the motherf-cker that put you in ya mother’s womb (ayy), when i f-ck, i pull her tracks
nah, i ain’t finna groom, pullin’ her tracks, lil’ b-tch, huh
no roddy, but f-ck in the boom-boom room (bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky), when i pull out the bl!ck, i ain’t even gotta cl!ck (what?)
you run, or at least assume you do, smoking this magic (no johnson), i’m talkin voodoo (yeah)
smoking this gorilla glue, got me stuck in place, gorilla glue
nah, stay right there, i’m k!llin’ you, i ain’t finna move
in my will, i’ma need like a mil’ or two (milli’!), cavities, lyin’ out his t–th
fist finna fill a tooth (break!), better watch that tone or i’m k!lling you
all this beef, i’m feeling full from the rappers i ate, no cannibal (yeah)
got drink in the cup like jamba juice, have her slurp on the d-ck like a danimals (danimals)
smoking on dabs, got a gram of oil (oh, sh-t, you snappin’, dawg)
oh, you a lamb with hooves? i’m a g.o.a.t. with h-rns (go! go! go! go! go!)
me and ded finna rip this sh-t up, like we walkin’ through th-rns (me and slika)
hotbox in the car, i ain’t talkin no ford (skrrt! skrrt! skrrt!)
more like eclipses, be in the backseat, f-ckin’ these b-tches (b-tches)
green dot on point, precision, what a f-cked up time we live in
the government tryna make all our decisions, they say you ain’t scared, not a tidbit. nah, i just grab the mac and grip it
take out this pack and flip it, all this weight, on my brick sh-t
do that work, stop whining and b-tchin’, don’t make me pull up like britches (godd-mn!)
[chorus: slikadaice]
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb

[verse 2: slikadaice & deddreamer]
b-tch i’ll put you in a tomb (tomb), your life the only thing you lose (lose)
soul running free, running loose (loose), put you in a tomb (tomb)
next to all the enemies i knew (knew), f-ck you talkin’ to? (to)
ima knock ya screw loose (loose), i’m a livin’ proof, you can pick and choose (choose)
what you wanna do? what you tryna do? let off .22 (.22)
put you in a tomb, so high that i flew (flew)
smoke on magic, ain’t no broom, this sh-t fly, this sum’ jet fuel (ayy)
beat it in, bl–dy thighs, ain’t no menstrual (period)
she like hentai so i f-ck her with my tentacle (what?)
took it all in, d-mn, b-tch, that is commendable (skrrt!)
i was in jail once for sh-t i ain’t do, i ain’t federal (f-ck 12, hey)
i been climbing up the meter, yeah, i’m too hot, equable (too hot! sss!)

[chorus: slikadaice]
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb

[verse 3: deddreamer]
droppin’ yo’ body, i’m fadin’ yo’ sh-t, your homies, they be fakin’ and sh-t
you want the smoke? now you takin’ that sh-t, hit from the back, now i’m bangin’ a b-tch
f-ck a coffin’, lil’ p-ssy, drop yo’ body in the tomb
i been a g.o.a.t. at this sh-t, since i came out the f-ckin’ womb
run up on me, ayy, ayy, light you up like the moon
you talkin’, you talkin’ sl!ck, uh, now yo’ b-tch in my room
i’m drippin’ like water and slika is colder than ice
i’m runnin’ this sh-t like a jogger, lil’ b-tch, you know i’m not nice (boom!)
[chorus: deddreamer]
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb
and b-tch, i’ll put you in a tomb

[part ii]

[verse 4: deddreamer]
(woo!) now they done made me a monster, i’m heatin’ ‘em up like a sauna
‘member, i’ll give you some trauma, this sh-t so fake
but you ain’t as real as the drama, tellin’ the feds? you a goner
she f-ckin’ with me, now my kids all on her, r.i.p., x
death before dishonor, i light that b-tch up like a beacon, you know the squad get to eatin’
b-tch, you know it’s ‘dreamer’s season
i thank god like a deacon, he f-ck with me, he get a beatin’
shoot a b-tch, that’s completion, on tracks, they call me a demon
i’m faded, soslesion, i chase ‘em down, i wet ‘em up
glocks on me, keep ‘em tucked
ayy, i don’t give no f-cks
if he talk, shut him up, if you don’t like the sh-t you see
b-tch, just close your eyes, if that b-tch keep talkin’
just know he finna die, huh, i love the way that my b-tch do that
she throw it back, f-ck all the people that say we ain’t gonna last
she my queen, let her hit the traphouse
she tell me, “daddy, tap in,” i ain’t never tap out
clock a p-ssy in his mental, make him black out
groupie girls crazy, so she with the band now
f-ck all her exes, see how i stand out?
i ain’t scared to talk about it, my b-tch i’ll rap ‘bout
i got a trap queen of my own, like i’m fetty
we makin’ paper on paper, i make it rain, confetti
let my b-tch know she on point, machete
now her ex want her, and that f-cker, well i bet he acts a fool
[bridge: deddreamer]
yeah, yeah, acts a fool
yeah, yeah, acts a fool
yeah, yeah, acts a fool

[outro: deddreamer]
godd-mn! yeah!
yeah!
yeah!
what? what? (diizii!)

- deddreamer

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