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letra de hyped - josh smith

[intro: great dane]
before we get very far into our next story, we do have a warning for you, tonight
what you’re about to see and hear may not be suitable for children
not all music stars, as you know, are model citizens
some have had run-ins with the law, that’s certainly nothing new
but now, a few musicians have taken that to new heights
or to new depths
now, you may never have heard of some of these stars, but your kids have
they are heroes to a whole new generation
tonight, take a walk in their world…

[verse 1: josh smith]
i f-cked your b-tch n-gga, finger on the trigger
ballin’ in the club, my account is seven figures
i got a big d-ck that the hoes be tryna l1ck
i goes deep in that p-ssy, i be sucking on her cl-t, b-tch
-rg-sm, body spasms, -rg-sm, -rg-sm
-rg-sm after -rg-sm, i make her c-m a couple thousand
soaking wet, tied up my pet, she start to squirm, she start to scream
slap her face, “shut up, b-tch!” i jump on top, trampoline
gotta l1ck before you stick, f-cked her till her p-ssy split
step in the club, big c-ck, started hot, still hot
stacking bands everywhere, my man juices up in her hair
got a blunt stuck up in her c-nt, now she really smoking there
hot bars off the dome, got a lamborghini, 30 chrome
blue bugatti, maserati, red ferrari is my porta-potty
cuz that’s my sh-t, shut up b-tch, just respect it, capri sun, b-tch
f-ck them haters, and them hoes, swag runs down into my toes
ak’s all day, my way, i don’t play
er, er, squeak the bed, after this b-tch gave me some head
bang, bang, shot you dead, call the feds, bandana red
swerve, swerve, yeet, yeet, pop, pop, skeet, skeet
ugh

[interlude: great dane]
you may never have heard of some of these stars, but your kids have
they are heroes to a whole new generation
tonight, take a walk in their world…

[verse 2: josh smith]
alright, new beat, same dude, new me
nah, same me, keep it real, every day, i’m stacking bills
one milli, two milli, three billi, cuatro trill
this beat is cray, that’s how i feel, i’m in a crouch, i’m set to k!ll
barrel hot, that’s my glock, fire in the streets, n-ggas’ bodies drop
jesus piece, rolex, ice all around my neck
no flex, cash my check, life is a b-tch and her p-ssy’s wet
that’s j cole, forbidden fruit; i’m laid back with my gin and juice
uh, real rap raw n-gga
reppin’ with my team everyday that’s squad n-gga
hot n-gga, never be a b-tch n-gga
drop your body quick if you ever try to snitch n-gga
yeah, real sh-t n-gga, beat the p-ssy up, animal cruelty n-gga
f-ck n-gga, why you such a b-tch n-gga
i go 0 to 100 i’m a quick n-gga

[outro i: josh smith]
alright i’m done with this sh-t
all you motherf-ckers out there that wanna battle me i’m here n-gga
i’ll drop you quicker than a b-tch panties n-gga
fight me n-gga
swing first n-gga!
you ain’t even a n-gga though
man, you a n-gglet
a little f-ggot -ss n-gglet that’s what you are b-tch
sh-t, let me light up my blunt one more time, hold up
[lighter noise, breathe out]
yeah, that’s some of that good good n-gga
ah, f-ck…
[static]

[outro ii: josh smith]
i’m just kidding guys, i don’t rap like that!
welcome to the album!

- josh smith

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