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letra de happy halloween - hunter klapperich

verse:
leave my old b-tch have her ballin like she play for the heat
5’6” but stand tall like that milwaukee freak
all white attire so don’t snuff up my sneaks
she don’t show much but she a freak in the sheets
game fluent so she’s passed out, laid out, kensington beach
y’all stay average like the ‘1980 chiefs
and follow like some 80 sheep, watch me lead
creep like tlc, my faithful b-tch don’t ever leave like a dead tree
rappin off beat, i just got some sh-t to preach
black and white, she my cookies and cream with a fabulous peach
i’m so blessed g, i should probably sneeze
my drip too frozen, looking at me is why you freeze
i’m way too elusive for you to seize me, ninja please
i’m way too secure for you bums to pleaze me, jeeze louise
listen, a lot of free meaning when i speak
just air and noise out your hole by your cheeks, all queefs
who that stacking higher than weed at a nose bleed, all me
do the kapeenick, get on a knee and suck on deez, no t–th
do the sat-on-d-ck, to meet a players needs, sheesh
1 raised bed planted of all leeks just to show i do anything at ease
i keep all my sh-t straight, so you won’t see a crease
i never rust like wilson, so i don’t need your grease
certified steppa, f-k your degreez
i’m the coolest in the sauna mama, word to weez
i just hit a thirty, i feel like big meech
i just came to fill my bag, trick or treat, happy holllowween
i hit first like i’m the away team
my eyes are on that green, fergie
all black drip with the all black tee, hersey
looks like nfl thursday jerseys of the home team
wale said we all fiend what we don’t need
well dawg i guess i want the cream
so many options to weigh, i need more triple beams
grown men act like b-tches, they he-she’s
2017 in buffalo is when i found benny
since then i ain’t waste a penny on anything that didn’t clench me
homie, i’m where i’m supposed to be
i’m on par
shawty wants get close to me, i’m staying as far as mars
cut off fridays, they gon pass some awful gun laws
still spittin ammo, difficult to pick up, it’s coded (coated) in cammo
i stay 10 toes, my 11th is your shawties camel
it’s not even wednesday, but it’s gonna be a humpday
isaac is not believing today, i just swept 3 beats, it’s broom’s day
2 weeks ago it was his grooms day
whatever i take serious, i make the competition fools play
that’ll be their dooms day
i’m still eating, i must be on my brûlée
and you wonder why you still drinking that kool-aid
i never took 2 ls in a row, like cool j
i learn from mine like all the greats
then i put it my pocket like a pool play
ahhh

- hunter klapperich

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