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letra de pasta - iceycloud

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[chorus]
she get shaky like a pasta
i’m in a church, call me “pastor”
i be smokin’ like a rasta
f-ck around, b-tch, put you in a casket

[verse]
no complaints on my behalf
what complaints may you have?
i be smokin’ like jacob jones
i be smokin’ today like 20 times

this is my life, don’t f-cking tread on me
if you tread on me this is gonna end bad, homie
life threats, i don’t f-cking care
i might go to jail, i don’t f-cking care

when this will get to you? you’s a f-cking b-tch
don’t you try me, bro, don’t you try my clique
dirt boys, we ain’t playin’
we got h-lla guns
we got h-lla fun
we be f-ckin’ ’round

you ain’t know what i’m sayin’
i got nicotine on my guns
b-tch, you ain’t know what i’m sayin’
i’m buzzin’ all f-ckin’ night
shoot you like arthur morgan
i got tuberculosis
b-tches on me cause i’m workin’
but i stay f-ckin’ frozen

[chorus]
she get shaky like a pasta
i’m in a church, call me “pastor”
i be smokin’ like a rasta
f-ck around, b-tch, put you in a casket
she get shaky like a pasta
i’m in a church, call me “pastor”
i be smokin’ like a rasta
f-ck around, b-tch, put you in a casket

- iceycloud

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