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letra de da d1st4nc3 btw33n my b4wlz n ur m0uth - jarrod alonge & $wagch0de

[intro]

[verse 1]
lost in the club again
i never know who to slay
sipping on all the vodka in my
backyard playing drinking games
we had so much fun doing stuff like crack
racing metaphorically through the wild west
my pants sag on the bottom of the ocean
like a platinum boss dancing under the desert sun
i forgot to turn in my home-twerk

[pre-chorus]
the hummer came to an end
when the autumn weaves fall on the winter ass
you keep on spending
and i’m still rad
riding down to the waffle house
on our tricked-out bikes
i watched the sun rise countless times
i think i lost my v-card so hard
(i’m still rad!)

[chorus]
this is the fast rhyme
i will use your face in a bong
and i can’t believe all the rhymes that’s gone by
(all the rhymes that’s gone by!)
this is the fast rhyme
that i’ll ever hold your gland
do you remember hoes
fights on the front porch
across from my parents’ house
(my parents’ house!)
behind our school
(our school!)
how can i remember
(remember!)
not to lie when i’m so rad
[post-chorus]
you’re so traumatic!

[bridge]
if newborn haters could speak
they would be the most intelligent beings
on planet girth
i only apply to the sixth amendment
cavity is the
greatest fill of our generation
there is no booze in this
in our cup anymore
or in our foil
or in our water!
when the first cannibal went extinct
that should’ve been a sign
how can haters be real if our swag isn’t real?

[outro]
(how can haters be real if our swag isn’t real?)
(how can haters be real if our swag isn’t real?)

- jarrod alonge wagch0de

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