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letra de apple bite - enphamus

[intro]
ugh
everything i touch turn to f-ckin’ gold, n-gga
uh

[chorus]
lift off, knock a n-gga sh-t off
soon as he come outta’ bounds, i’ma let that b-tch off
soon as he fly outta’ town, catch him when he get off
say he chargin’ what a pound? boy, you gettin’ ripped off
wanna be a big boss?
ballin’ come wit’ big costs
ridin’ ’round wit’ dog sh-t, wanna have a sh-t-off?
i don’t got time to dog sit, let’s go have a trick-off
make a skeezer fall quick, tell her ass to get lost

[verse]
baby, motion come wit’ sacrifice
final sight was flashin’ lights
you won’t comprehend, you ain’t sent sh-t to the afterlife
coulda’ been a ten, but that p-ssy smell like after wipe
they think i’m a god, i changed the world about a apple bite
n-ggas steve jobs, thеy gettin’ whacked ’bout a apple dеvice
really seen bags, compared the produce to a apple price
d-mn, he died young, his sh-t was shorter than a apple’s life
come f-ck wit’ a grower who don’t change up when the apple’s ripe
this sh-t i’m finna’ do, i hope they don’t try to paint me as the anti-christ
the second gust of wind to hit the earth, sh-t, i was after christ
life a gamble, i kept rollin’ seven, i got tampered dice
beat the chemo, walked out, smoked his ass, we gave him cancer twice
he ain’t baphomet, so why he walk ’round wit’ a baby goat?
he had some hard wicks, until the draco made a baby ghost
servin’ bath salts, i love the fiends, i gave a baser soap
servin’ toiletries to all the fiends, i give the basers hope
i’m a hunnid’-thousand-dollar-n-gga in some asics, hoe
i’m a hunnid’-thousand-dollar-n-gga in some basic clothes
patnmoon the reason i do business wit’ the asian folks
all my b-tches got some type of work, i don’t do basic hoes
[chorus]
lift off, knock a n-gga sh-t off
soon as he come outta’ bounds, i’ma let that b-tch off
soon as he fly outta’ town, catch him when he get off
say he chargin’ what a pound? boy, you gettin’ ripped off
wanna be a big boss?
ballin’ come wit’ big costs
ridin’ ’round wit’ dog sh-t, wanna have a sh-t-off?
i don’t got time to dog sit, let’s go have a trick-off
make a skeezer fall quick, tell her ass to get lost

[outro]
(baby, motion come wit’ sacrifice)
(final sight was flashin’ lights)
(you won’t comprehend, you ain’t sent sh-t to the afterlife)
(coulda’ been a ten, but that p-ssy smell like after wipe)
(they think i’m a god, i changed the world about a apple bite)

- enphamus

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