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letra de coney crossroads - hood guy

[verse 1: lil mosquito disease]
we’re not dropping that coney, little boy
you drop that coney, you probably like little boys
little boy fell off, shout out little boy
she just called me a little boy
yung lambo’s a fake bodybuilder, he uses steroids
queasy ass b-tch use way too much [?]
like i’m pounded, i drive my car into a wall
nostalgia critic’s cover of pink floyd’s the wall
[?], f-ck it, we ball
i’m 6 foot, b-tch, i’m way too tall
that b-tch, she give me that -gok gok gok gok gok-
choke that motherf-cking b-tch, make her -gok gok gok gok gok-
smoking on that motherf-cking double p pack
why does a.j. think that she is black?
i motherf-cking have a heart attack
your motherf-cking sh-t is way too wack
i’m skip-a-da-flip-a-ba-skipipy-dipping
your mothеrf-cking sh-t isn’t dripping
[?]
[?]
y’all are like the amazing spidеr-man 2
i’m motherfuucking tired of sh-t, all you poo-poo
[verse 2: beetlebat]
you are just a hater if you don’t like flex
you don’t have s-x, and you don’t get checks
aoty, i put a curse and a hex
every single day, i’m wearing my vans
mosquito on the beat, like i can’t even swat it
they’re just a bunch of hater boys and they have no money in their pockets
squeaky is the brown goat, and he’s better than nav
and hood guy is alright, i guess
i failed my psychics class, so i don’t know what nitrogen is
i’m struggling to stay on beat like tending bike
i ride a motorbike, and eat a klondike
i feel like kanye west, i need a blonde dyk-
i’m-i’m-i’m in the whip and i’m on the patrol
p-p-p-p-playboi carti, i got the control
p-p-p-p-porky pig has better controls
s-s-s-s-someone give me the remote control
play my songs at your prom like i am the goat
if you think that i’m hot, maybe [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]

[verse 3: yung lambo]
[?]
[?]
[?]
this album sucks, f-ck hood guy
i punch you and give you a black eye
when i’m happy, i say “i”
when i’m sad, i go and cry
this verse is short
[verse 4: hood guy]
are you ready? you’re feeling good, and you’re feeling right
across the floor and i’m already losing my mind
baby girl, looking fine
watch you playing and playing and playing these guys
catch my stare little smile
tell me that you’re ready and you’re feeling the vibe
someday, i’ll be so d-mn sublime
we’ll arrive behind the hashtag signs
i won’t forget you, but i may forget your name, my lady
i know what you’re thinking with [?]

[outro: yung lambo]
hold on, [?] is about to get copyrighted by trippie redd, bleleldleleld
somebody, a fake face on everybody
pretending they [?]
let’s go out with a bang
bang, bang, ba—
[gunshot]

- hood guy

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