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letra de a day in the life - flesruoy llik

[intro]
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[verse 1: sick-oh]
got that weed, i got that powder
need someone k!lled? i got that power
bullets shower from out this uzi
i’ll k!ll anybody, i’m really not choosy
i’ll pop your grandpa and little baby susie
not one person can outdo me
call up your girlfriend, she is my groupie
she won’t suck you? well, she already blew me
if i pull up in this hooptie, she’ll flash her b00bies, the drop of a dime
and i’m not famous or even fine
make her choose a c-ck and she’ll pick mine
it should be a crime, me taking home your wife
but true god, mate, she is looking nice
and she’s wanting me to lay the pipe
i guess i know what i’m doing tonight
[chorus: sick-oh]
smoking bad days, do another yay
doing this sh-t like every single day
pardon them fears twelve months of the year
making that music that your parents will fear
f-cking your b-tch while getting more rich
don’t you wish that you’ll live like this
quit dripping like acid, we be making classics
that me out for you like a cd from mazbik

[verse 2: sick-oh]
come part with us, come and hang out
your girl could come in my room, you can sit on my couch
if your mouth stays shut while i’m banging your sl-t
in return you’ll receive a smoke-up
after that though i gotta be gone
so hurry up man, rip that bong
tell her go put back on her thong
so i can go make her new favorite song
i know you hate me, but don’t be mad
just trying to get the sh-t i never had
in the meth lab being a chemist
run your mouth to me and you’ll see your dentist
don’t wonder where your girlfriend is
studying my c-ck trying to find where the end is
i’m done with your hoe, going to score some more blow
i got a long night of being a beer pong pro
[chorus: sick-oh]
smoking bad days, do another yay
doing this sh-t like every single day
pardon them fears twelve months of the year
making that music that your parents will fear
f-cking your b-tch while getting more rich
don’t you wish that you’ll live like this
quit dripping like acid, we be making classics
that me out for you like a cd from mazbik

[verse 3: sick-oh]
how come i have ten in bed and you’re having twosomes?
even though no one on my team is too young
is it ’cause my raps are dark and gruesome?
even yo mama has blue ink on
she’s just like you, with no f-cking t–th
only difference is you got your ass beat
and hers from my rock that she bought on the street
she’ll get on the corner and she can’t pay my fee
p-i-m-p is back in style, so hand me my coke that’s in that glass vial
for my liquor i’d walk five-hundred miles
then blast a joint while walking down the aisle
smile for my mugshot ’cause i f-cking hate cops
and they won’t stop ’til they put me in a cell block
life’s like g.t.a. but way more fun
and i got a crew with me helping me get the job done
[chorus: sick-oh]
smoking bad days, do another yay
doing this sh-t like every single day
pardon them fears twelve months of the year
making that music that your parents will fear
f-cking your b-tch while getting more rich
don’t you wish that you’ll live like this
quit dripping like acid, we be making classics
that me out for you like a cd from mazbik

- flesruoy llik

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