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letra de i bought my coat of arms at salvation army - kissthecrook

i bought my coat of arms at salvation army lyrics
[chorus: kissthecrook]
i got these racks in my pack
i throw the pack on my back
none of these p-ssies know smack
tellin their friends we go back to the days in that summer haze
but nothin’ surprise me, i know all the plays
when i’m on the stage, i make that b-tch jump
f-ck out my face, nah you don’t know nothin’
feelin’ so cold but don’t need no tussin, yuh
i got these racks in my pack
i throw the pack on my back
none of these p-ssies know smack
tellin their friends we go back to the days in that summer haze
but nothin’ surprise me, i know all the plays
when i’m on the stage, i make that b-tch jump
f-ck out my face, nah you don’t know nothin’
feelin’ so cold but don’t need no tussin, yuh
[verse i: kissthecrook]
my day to day involve p-ssin’ on yo kinfolk
it’s plain to say i’m dissin’ hoes and kissin’ on yo b-tch though
lames won’t play the game i host
they losing frames straight from the jump
i curve then focus, swerve the homies
purge the old me, curse the phonies

[bridge: boiiwndr]
i been the best in my bracket
i put a gun in my jacket
she from the opposite faction
hol’ up, hol up, wait
hol’ up, hol up, wait
it’d be great
shut up yo face
hol up, huh
hol up, wait
it’d be great
hol up, wait

[verse ii: boiiwndr]
gimme a minute i pop like a bean
i’m diving up in it now i’m a marine (dive)
if he got a strap then i shoot with machines
if crook is the jimmy then i’ll just be sheen
i’m up in her mouth like a dentist (why?)
i’m dunking these b-lls like i’m dennis (why?)
this coat from the bottom of venice (facts)
a talkative b-tch for the sentence
this coat got a gun in it
having some fun wit’ it
i been the father don’t ever get sonned in it
she must think be stupid if she think i’m f-ckin’ it
n-ggas is demons i see when they tuckin’ it
i’m just gon’ run with it
none of these n-ggas gon’ meet me, but some of them subbin’ it
been in the back of the club with a bunch of them
either they goofy or jumpable, none of them duckable
i been the best in my bracket
i put a gun in my jacket
i’m jackie chan with a laser
how you hit l!cks with a taser?
into the ignant behavior
into the infinite layer
i’m in her stomach and she doesn’t care
how could i live when i’m not really there?
isn’t, isn’t it fair?

- kissthecrook

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