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letra de beanbag - hujili

[verse 1]
yeah, it’s the candy man, coming for your b-tch like woooh!
spook your mans, when i go transatlantic in my banana hammock
180 bands, yeah, that’s a panoramic
got her pulling down her pants, popping s-xy stances
punk type tats with the manic panic
i hit it and fly away on some peter pan sh-t
then tell her i’m martian from a different planet
no time for playing games, man this ain’t no gambit
flying on my carpet, hope i stick the landin’
not teddy fresh, b-tch i’m ted danson
i got ten tickets in luigi’s mansion
i’m a heavyweight like mountain from game of thrones
and i’m steady on the route to being paid in full
drinking henny on the couch, in a state of focus
they got reasonable doubt, well i’m fairly suspicious
and a whole lotta clarity and vision
if you couldn’t tell by now, i’m just so very gifted (merry xmas)
could’ve seen it coming from a mile away
but instead, you got it twisted like a pile of string
[hook]
shia labeouf, how i do it, aye!
eye on the prize, it ain’t moving, nah
shia labeouf, how i do it, aye!
eye on the prize, it ain’t moving, ugh

[verse 2]
you can call me a franco-phile ’cause parisian girls really move me
it’s a gourmet sound that i bring, coulda thought i was cooking up all these raps in a sous vide
ugh, and i don’t give a f-ck what the naysayers say, they can hate all day, it ain’t new to me (for real)
yeah, i’m gonna stunt the only way i know how, is to be myself, truthfully
pulling out the rug from underneath all of these lames ’cause they all sound the same like a future feature
i don’t wanna say resting b-tch face but instead, say a rest in peace to your rude demeanor
at home with the sl!ckness, i might roll up with your missus, you might miss us
aye, get bread like a biscuit, so sick the way i spit this, they in disgust
at home with the sickness, i might roll up with your missus, you might miss us
ugh, getting down like a discotheque, yeah, we lit as f-ck, no need to discuss
yo, i ain’t really f-cking with no lames, no, y’all could benefit from having taste, ugh
all theses sad boys really starting to sound the same, personality is just a vocal chain
you’re a tadpole, and i’m a frog in the lake
shouts out to buff frog, the fathers can relate

- hujili

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