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letra de distortion lords - die perry

[intro: die perry]
(y-y-you’re so f-cking ruthless) (ayy)
pull up-pull up on that toy, how i’m sh-ttin’ on you n-ggas
like, yeah, my glock is really racist ’cause it do not like n-ggas (boom-boom)
like, yeah, lil’ shawty got braces, she gon’ give my d-ck a splinter (f-ck, haha)
these n-ggas rats and they p-ssy, they be (yuh) really (yuh, ayy) [?]

[verse 1: die perry & craig scissorhands]
ayy, pull up on that gray, (yuh) six-six in the whip (yuh)
triple six on my b-tch, triple six, six-six-six (yuh)
she give top in the whip (yuh, ayy), now she dancin’ on my d-ck (yuh)
call me [?] how the big dog fits (ah)
and yo’ b-tch f-ckin’ on me like a motherf-ckin’ d-ck (ayy)
and her p-ssy macaroni, or some motherf-ckin’ grits (ayy)
and i keep that stick-ick on me, swear to god, that sh-t has tits (oh, woah)
and these n-ggas h-lla funny, they ain’t (ayy) really doin’ sh-t (ah) (hey, f-ck)

[verse 2: craig scissorhands]
[?]
[?] little body, i fill it with [?]
thanks for the verse, i won’t do it tomorrow
you can pay for a verse, it don’t mean that we friends
[?] inside my dms
hit from the back, but you know we not friends
[?] sellin’ that pack, too much that’ll end
i’ma break, bite, break, bite, break, bite (uh)
[?] hittin’ into daylight
yuh [?]
stop talkin’ so much about your g-y rights, yuh (what?)
talkin’ like you know what we came to say
[?]
i got a glock and i shoot at you
bullets [?] you, too
[?] he get hit with the one, two
[?] he don’t know who to talk to (yuh, yeah-yeah)
[verse 3: die perry]
ayy-ayy, fe, fi, fo, k!ll a (yuh) n-gga in his household (ayy)
that b-tch say i’m s-xy, but i told (what?) that b-tch (yuh) look too old (oh)
ayy, obliterate n-ggas, we generate n-ggas (yuh)
f-ck all these n-ggas, we k!llin’ these n-ggas (ayy)
ayy, f-ck these n-ggas, pull out .22s (heh-heh)
give ’em twenty shots (what?) like a doctor do (okay)
get my name out yo’ mouth, that what b-tches do (b-tches?)
put a gun to my face if you k!ller, too (yuh, f-ck)
and yo’ b-tch always askin’ for [?] too (yuh)
(uh) why she all on my d-ck tryna make a move? (yuh)
ayy, yuh, stay on my d-ck, n-ggas think i’m cool (haha)
how you swingin’ a pu— (ayy), a f-ckin’ fool (ayy)

[verse 4: die perry]
yeah, gas-gas-gas on me-on me
yeah, i’m (yuh) skatin’ on n-ggas (yuh), i’m like (yuh) tech deck
yeah, yo’ b-tch said she want s-x-s-x, huh (yuh)
when i rip, you rip (yuh), no beyblade sh-t (yuh)
yeah, dj ken, you f-ckin’ play that sh-t (ha)
yeah, nick-nick-nick-nick-nick-nick
like cannon (yuh), i’m blastin’ these n-ggas (yuh, you alright?)
yeah, i’ll do a roundabout (yuh), k!ll all these f-ckin’ clowns (yuh, ayy-ayy)
hi, my name chris brown (yuh), look at me right now (yuh)
twenty on his head (what?) no harriet tubman (yuh)
n-ggas f-ckin’ (yuh) weird, they f-ckin’ their cousin
we get this sh-t (ayy) cheaper by the f-ckin’ dozen
yeah, these n-ggas wanna be (what?) it’s ’cause they be buzzin’
[outro: die perry]
wait (buzzin’), you get it? ’cause, you know
like, bee, buzzing?
whatever, f-ck, nlm
haha

- die perry

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