letra de which is which? - gardenguyz1026
[intro]
gardenguyz1026
[chorus]
g-g-got my gun, got my d-ck, don’t know which is which (i don’t know)
finna pull it out and shoot it right inside this b-tch (b-tch)
know you hear these shots i-i-in yo mama (yo mama)
send yo dad condolences f-f-for his trauma (his trauma)
[verse 1]
you can’t get my style (you can’t), you can’t get my style (you can’t)
i-i-i’m too cool for you (i am) a-a-and it’s been a while (i am)
i know you like my suite, my martin margiela (uh-huh)
yeah, the black is on the outside and the white, so vienneta (ya dig?)
p-p-pick up and build these blocks (okay), l-l-like i’m bob the builder (yeah)
and you can try to pick and choose, but you could never build her (you can’t)
se-see, one day she just comin’ in while i was countin’ money (uh-huh)
an-and next thing that we knowin’, now my d-ck is in her tummy (uh-huh)
(in hеr tummy, in her tummy, in her tummy, in her tummy, in hеr tum—)
[chorus]
g-g-got my gun, got my d-ck, don’t know which is which
finna pull it out and shoot it right inside this b-tch
know you hear these shots i-i-in yo mama
send yo dad condolences for his trauma
[verse 2]
i feel like i’ve got it, this money, i pick it up and i flaunt it
man, these females ask, “where’s the cargo sp-ce?” and i tell them, “it’s under the bonnet”
in the crib, laid back, where i tote them spinners, i’m sorry, i’m just being honest
and mandem just cum on her face, no condom in her wallet (bruv, splat)
i chingged that man, now he rolled over like my spliff
got his ting over, knickers off, and cum on her tits
i pulled up in a range, he pulled up in a renault, yeah
[chorus]
g-g-got my gun, got my d-ck, don’t know which is which (i don’t know)
finna pull it out and shoot it right inside this b-tch (b-tch)
know you hear these shots i-i-in yo mama (yo mama)
send yo dad condolences for his trauma (his trauma)
[post-chorus]
don’t know which is which
your such a b-tch
i’m in bed with yo mama
now yo mama’s got drama
[outro]
yo mama, oh
yo mama
oh, yo mama, mama, ma-ma, mama, hey
f-ck yo mama, mama
i don’t even know if i wanna, wanna
i don’t even know if we’re gonna, gonna
smoke a ho like marijuana (ur-ur-ur1n3 beat, baby)
oh-oh-oh
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