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letra de macaulay culkin - jpegmafia

[verse]
i got my hands on my face like macaulay culkin
gave her the cig, but i let the smoke in
and it’s the same dude
black pants, brown boots, chest open
i traveled down the road and back again
my girls golden
black man, white fam
i feel like jason jordan
i play my alb-ms front to back it make me feel important
apply compression when i spit so it don’t get distorted
piper chap
with the strap
f-ck the talk
get the warden
i think i’m rick and morty
in the lab i take precaution
snipe ’em out
burn the body
stash the glock
buy the coffin (nasty)
just for me
yo style is my custody
man i should charge a shipping fee
these rappers don’t mean sh-t to me
2 guns, mulder and scully, i’m solving mysteries
feminist, pistol whip your wife first, that’s chivalry
sounding like my minimes
but you ain’t got the heart to do these evil deeds
debra pack
turn stone cold into simple steve
where it at
slap a n-gg- up
then i get the cream
5 buck, 6 cookies
sounding like a deal to me
yo sh-t don’t appeal to me
my fans going heel for me
gots to keep it real for me
shouldn’t even be on no bills with me
these punk n-gg-s be k!lling me
that wack sh-t ain’t trill to me
f-ck y’all n-gg-s, i take the heat
don sh-t

- jpegmafia

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