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letra de control devil (makima rap) - diggz da prophecy

[verse 1: diggz da prophecy]
i don’t give a f-ck if she a demon
bring her to my region
just to feel up on them tiddies
i don’t need another reason
big ol’ booty, it’s the season
cuffing, i’mma heathen
’till it’s done, i ain’t done
please, don’t wake me if i’m dreaming
i done seen the afterlife
just a tug will bring me back to life
what the f-ck? just meet me after five
that’s luck, she’ll bring me back tonight
ok, now pole, that’s it
she can feel it that it’s right
i’m tryna leave the savage life
she said come eat, just havе a bite
i ain’t tripping, mind ya business
i’mma get insidе the thickness
perfect shape, she fine with fitness
make her do it, i’m a hypnos
her physique at the peak
homie, i’mma need a witness
her technique got me weak
but i’m standing at attention
[interlude 1: mir blackwell]
uh huh, ok, ahaha! i’m boutta, look

[verse 2: mir blackwell]
see i need a makima topping me
then i give her top while she mocking me
shorty, don’t pop my chain when she locking me
do what she say, she gon’ stop the autonomy
watching the devil take control of me
i take her dreams and say it over beat
i had to scheme to take her home with me
she had to scheme to get a hold of me, see
shorty built like the fan art, i hit the mandark
laughing straight to the bank
i might make a play for the play
that’s that make a save for the date
i even take the taste off the plate
we never face to face, it’s more like face to waist
me, i’m faded inside her lake
that’s that make it shake for my bake
that’s that flip her over like a set monster
i was blessed just to get a s-x on her
she let me eat it like jeff dahmer
then i drop the hammer, she said: “yes, honor”
in the bed i be like: “yes, momma”
i’m the pest ’till i start to flex on her
i’mma leave your walls wrecked, momma
when i’m done, still gotta rest on her like
[interlude 2: mir blackwell]
-snorts- ahaha! like nah

[interlude 3: professor kuro]
ah, you’ll get hit with h-rny, b-tch, yeah

[verse 3: professor kuro]
hold up, lil’ b-tch, this the type of sh-t
that make me wanna choke you ’till a light show hit
bite your lip ’till the blood just becomes another drip
inside your wetness, woah
baby, don’t matter the flow or the tide
or the montly surprise
if it’s yours, then it’s mine, so just open them thighs
’cause i’m coming inside, i’m not saying it twice, yeah
leashes, collars, whips and stockings
t–th and hollars, we’re just starting
ropes and cuffs and different bondage
control yourself or there is no onyx
gag suck, slobber and stroke
lose all your mind while you working my pole
you don’t need no thoughts, just my words to take hold
while my hands in your hair, feel me firmly take hold
skull, f-ck
then i wanna hit you with that dump truck
pound on every surface make you dumb, f-ck
just drooling in a puddle wanting more f-ck, more f-ck
show enough
i’m leaving looking like a glazed donut
while you lay quivering
your body froze up with your toes up

- diggz da prophecy

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