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letra de яr - hurtinghersoul

might just go on a k!lling spree
like a glock40 b-tch i’m free
like a glock40 b-tch i’m free
crossed through his head, came around my heart
used to keep hot under the bars
we’d sleep for night but i’d keep us hard
i got chills and i don’t lie
she got a big booty that is hard
i love that sh-t like i’m a f-cking star
gave you a ride that we don’t need to lie
all those b-tches know i value my ride
i gave my heart, feel like tiny stars
kiss it over like i’m covering stars
they ain’t here, go suck
i was your man, your friend and your boo
i smoke and cash, smile like a mo
we spend the shoes, these n-ggas lie too
wе spend our 50, n-gga, i show
that we’ll assemblе with a 50 too
we were bad, i been taught the truth
cleared your ass, you look like a roof
on my dog, something like a roof
if you don’t want that n-gga to k!ll you
can’t fall on my t–th, can’t fall on my throat
b-tch, i’m a pro, these n-ggas be dope
dearie, y’all see who i dig is
i’m with y’all crew, feel the f-ck out y’all mama
she call me daddy, like, “oh, now y’all down town”
i got on my tube, ride on my chopper
i feel that freaky n-gga like a lobster
take a ride with it, that b-tch ain’t gon’ pop out

- hurtinghersoul

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