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letra de golden needle - lee scott

[verse 1: black josh]
i eat the p-ssy rare
pullin’ b-tches in my stussy gear
coulda’ pulled up to your party like i could be there
at my comfort zone i’m comforter
got your bm’s number while i was in mother care
rapunzel likes it when a n-gga pulls her hair
i was tryna nut in there
she thought it was love
i had to tell her there was nothin’ there
like what i had to tell the feds when there was drugs in there

[verse 2: milkaveli]
im on a purge
f-ck a stop and search
stop and swerve, then put the car into not reverse
got that gutenburg
sweap your wife off her feet
dressed in all black like it’s gothamburg
i lost the murk, cause i lost my nerve
i’ve got my licence, first time drivin’ on the curb
huh?
absurd, is not the word
to describe the way my shades defined how i jot this verse

[verse 3: lee scott]
don’t worry i’m as cool as ice cream
dressed like an early 90’s action movie heist scene
don’t worry i flip the golf boogie
and spilt me goat curry on me white cult hoodie
it’s all good buddy
i’m me own bezzie
rap around shades when surfin’ on a rezzie
cap backwards
shade in the eyes of me hand
spittin’ like an over active salivary gland

[verse 4: sniff]
f-ck a mansion
listen to this; it’s drug dependence
return to sender
it’s crime to the endin’
l!ck shots in chelsea
and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a premiership
i’m h-lla lit
tell me where the premier is
so i can p-ss away my benefits
couple bottles somethin’
cherry c0ke in a vase or somethin’
i think we lost you cousin
this c0ke got me buzzin

- lee scott

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