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letra de blister - kill_cyrus

[chorus]
i tried her ex then i k!ll her (aye)
both took a sh-t (yuh)
meddle the p-ss (huh, aye)
ima go crazy (yuh) i need a mission (huh, aye)
she wanna suck d-ck (yuh)
she won’t get blister (aye)

[verse 1]
burn that boy out then i blinked her (ay)
i gotta drug in my sister (aye)
she wanna tackle my stick (huh)
i gotta tell her i p-ssed her (aye)
yeah my voices monotone (aye)
i still get your b-tch some ball (aye)
tell that b-tch don’t call my phone (aye)
bought a b-tch new vee long (ayee)
shawty won’t f-ck with my nose (aye)
tell a b-tch no, no (-electric distortion-)
f-cking ass and i’m in my zone (aye)
i do that freestyle sh-t for fun (aye)
then i get gone (aye)
i do not pack no sh-t i’m gone (yuh)
packing it all (aye, aye)
send that boy right to the stroller (aye)
follow you then you didn’t know ya (aye)
b-tch i’m that kissy, hop on my shoulder
i bought a lambo and whips on the brochure
ap on me so big i feel like soldier
suit a boy then i go to his mum
i get some racks for just making a song
i do not even give no f-cks about no b-tch yeah she go cheat on me i go f-ck on her mum (-smacks lips-)
moving a street one deep like i’m seven i feel like i’m twenty-one
his girl talk sh-t bout me but i do not f-ck with anyone
i gotta rex on me big rex yeah i got some heavy ones
she got that back on back i’m backing feel like i’m faking her
i feel like i’m faking her i f-ck her around feel like i’m backing her
i gotta purse in case of the canada i gotta rex on me your b-tch is selling her (aye)
flowing the beat (aye)
f-ck what you heard (yuh)
b-tch you’re not yeet (aye)
but i gotta burp (yuh)
flow like a flame b-tch
what her on me (yuh)
the dress make me feel like insane b-tch
i feel i’m going insane b-tch
i cannot f-ck with the same b-tch
i got the money on me (yuh)
im gonna shoot you in the brain b-tch
shut the f-ck up give me brain b-tch
i gotta rex on my same sh-t
b-tch i’m kissy i’m not lame b-tch
i’m on the money and fame b-tch
all of the dollars and chains and cars and i want the same b-tch
i want the money the drugs the cars yeah i want it like fame b-tch (yuh)
sushi in lane, i gotta follow my way
b-tch i’m still kissy i’ll make it rain
hop off a lark her diamonds my chain
got a rich b-tch she love cocaine
she wanna f-ck him, she wanna f-ck him, she wanna f-ck (huh)
she wanna f-ck him
[chorus]
i tried her ex then i k!ll her (aye)
both took a sh-t (yuh)
meddle the p-ss (huh, aye)
ima go crazy (yuh) i need a mission (huh, aye)
she wanna suck d-ck (yuh)
she won’t get blister (aye)

[chorus]
i tried her ex then i k!ll her (aye)
both took a sh-t (yuh)
meddle the p-ss (huh, aye)
ima go crazy (yuh) i need a mission (huh, aye)
she wanna suck d-ck (yuh)
she won’t get blister (aye)

- kill_cyrus

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