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letra de grilled cheese obama sandwich - kallmesensei

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(intro)

i dont feel like writing this part

(verse 1)

i dip, i dont wanna f-ck on that b-tch
in a fort like im playin’ rust little b-tch uh huh
you is not me just trust, just like
thwomp get crushed little b-tch
and my new b-tch got l-st how
u gon diss but you can’t even
cuss lil b-tch, she gon back that ass
up i feel like a molester how
yo b-tch get touched uh huh
(verse 2)

ill find michaels house ima nuke
on that b-tch, and i can not f-k
cause im nuttered lil b-tch
flazy pull up on a scooter lil
bih, and my n-ggas all came
with that tutor lil b-tch

like no, you gotta go
kick the b-tch out i can’t
f-ck with no hoe, any random
ass n-gga will comment some
sh-t on a n-gga whos grindin below

(verse 3)

screw it, you better do it
and he just switched on his
mans i knew it, try to undercover and
he blew it, anything i see then im finna
shoot it

im fadin on somethin you pushin
my b-ttons you better run like you
hidin from russians
and yo b-tch came ate on my d-ck
like a m-ffin you bluffin my glockies
i got me a dozen
(verse 4)

bust, b-tch i bust
finna run a millie you silly
and fohead call me billy i can not trust
yo b-tch bringin me l-st
yo b-tch blow like gust

i run, b-tch betta
bust ya gun, uh huh
ill cut off ya tounge, she blow me
till she done, uh huh, b-tch on her
knees like a nun

(autistic noises)

i be in that p-ssy, im
not a wussy, go chase that
toshie, even if its bushy
ima eat it, lil ass boy stay seated
michael jack b-tch ima beat it, yuh

i be aimin at a op like
im playin some halo
b-tch hit me up while im
chadin somw queso
b-tch hit me up while i count
these pesos, my b-tch tesla
like jeff bezos
whippin and dippin and when
im whipppn im sippin i got a gat
for you slippin im gettin money im crippin
and i be grippin the metal and ima
blow at ya dental and ima damage
your mental and b-tch ur car is a rental

i put you into a bag
cause all u n-ggas is
f-gs and b-tch its makin’
me mad because yall really
is mad but for what? b-tch
ima spill
ya guts, b-tch whatever its
up, yuh

(x4)
i shoot a n-gga like cuphead, yuh

(outro)

(more autistic noises)

- kallmesensei

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