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letra de out there feat. rustago - k bibbles

hook
you don’t even like me, and that’s okay!
i say what i mean, and i mean what i say!
talkin’ ‘bout the them’s and the they’s
and you lames really took it like i’m hatin’ on the g-ys!

comin’ in quick cuz it’s my business
cummin’ quick in her lips, got a witness, call guinness
maybe it’s penicular sickness
in that case, got a lotta calls for forgiveness
birthday came, one thang on my wish list
get my d-ck sucked in an anytime fitness
the way she went down, so ravenous vicious
softball through a straw, and she said “it’s delicious!”
gentleman – don’t get it twisted
you make me feel dope, oooh d-mn, i’m addicted
sit on my face ‘till i’m no longer existin’
then get me off one last time while i’m driftin’
switchin’ to another zone on my own, mind blown cuz i just got brain, that’s dome
i’m just tryna set the tone, where’s the man on the throne?
“i can’t live without my mobile phone!”
wait, i just died
there’s really no point in having cellular, unless you’re alive
“but i’m afraid to talk to people i’ve tried!”
i’d rather just hide, sit and cry, ‘till i join you on the other side

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i got a brain in my crotch and a d-ck in my head
i mean a brain in my head and my d-ck between ya legs
i consider myself a little freaky in the bed
cuz i jerk myself off while my ass is on ya chin
how can i be nice in a world full of sin?
do i pretend to be ya friend? it’s too hard to comprehend
bend the rules a little just so i can make it in cuz i don’t know if i can take it man, i need a cup of gin
rufilin perhaps or two hits of ritalin
i think i’m ’bout to vomit in the living room again
collapse on the floor, then i watch the room spin
pop another rufilin here we go again
(like)
b-tch, i can battle through the beat like an eagle cannon
and have a whole d-mn army to unleash the venom
renderin’ all new sh-t we defeat momentum
i’ll rip your arms off b-tch, then i’ll beat you with ’em
trap hard, we seek a beat to rock in ’em
gun down ya whole block b-tch, watch the priest cop a sentence
you say i’m crazy b-tch, you wouldn’t know what crazy is if it hit you in the lip, left you split
i’mma dip in the riff of the p-ss
my rhythm is like an abyss
i’m wicked and evil i’m bringin’ a sequel to pick out the best from the rest
yes!
you don’t like me?
no? okay
put your p-n-s in ya mouth b-tch
blow yourself away

hook

comin’ back at ya, cummin’ on ya back, ass fat, smackin’ that while i blast ya
bibby’s ass mastah, slap ya, diddle with my dong, get a nasty disaster
no loads fatter, you must see first-hand, you might go blind – let’s see
grab goggles, pop a lotta ecstasy and bottles
tryna fondle b-lls? say please, smoke trees, and drop them knees
holy sh-t, i forgot, i’m dead, so forget everything i just said
if you go to the feds, i’mma claim i’mma sped, cuz i’m really really really really special
what’s goin’ on in my mental? you tell me
cuz i think that i’m normal, you say crazy
you should know this ain’t a rental, it’s a lifetime fee
i still haven’t done sh-t with my degree

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- k bibbles

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