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letra de minecraft niggas (saucin' dry pt. 2) - feastful

[intro: feastful]
so motherf-ckers going out here saying “feastful can’t rap, feastful can’t be doing this sh-t” you know?

[hook: feastful]
don’t hit up your ho ’cause we playing minecraft
i ride a minecart and she hop on my shaft
full diamond armor ’cause b-tch i got cl-ss
you follow them b-tches but i drown in cats
don’t hit up your ho ’cause we playing minecraft
i ride a minecart and she hop on my shaft
full diamond armor ’cause b-tch i got cl-ss
you follow them b-tches but i drown in cats

[verse 1: feastful]
p-ssy drip up in my froat, okay
your aunt she gave me the doam, okay
she blow me just like a creeper
threw the b-tch out, matter of fact you can keep her
i got like three of her toes in my mouth
i’ma wetback but shoutout my n-ggas down south
rich lifestyle, yeah i sleep in the clouds
all these n-ggas just friendly ’cause they want the clout
i got triple c’s in them double c’s
not from the trap, but i got that cheese
i be smoking beans, i be popping trees
i be eating p-ssy but i’m not chinese
koopa-troopa, b-tch i’m gonna shoot yah
i’ma fake my death and then i go to cuba
i be countin’ moola, then i f-ck your tutor
my name is not lucas, but i got some shooters

[verse 2: lil diddle]
i put my d-ck in her b-tt
shawty gon l!ck on my nuts
that b-tch go round she a sl-t
sippin on that double cup
like why did your b-tch hit my juul
cringey dudes vapin in school
b-tch why you actin a fool
these are not weapons just tools
making your b-tch wanna drool
throwing my watch in the pool
got tons of ice i got jewels
k!ll you b-tch now you’re a ghoul
i’m picking up b-tches, in the krispy kreme
look at my socks, all that sh-t supreme
i ain’t bein nice cause you know them streets mean
your house got roaches and my sh-t is clean
i be saucin this ain’t no saucin dry
i get yo b-tch wet best believe i didn’t try
why you being difficult b-tch simplify
i would say im sober but that would be a lie
this ain’t f-ckin life ain’t no drugs ain’t no living
she pullin’ down her panties and that sh-t looks like thanksgiving
gettin all this bread all this money i ain’t kidding
you thought this was the end but its only the beginning

- feastful

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