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letra de puppets - lil 2z

[hook: lil 2z]
b-tch n-gg-s everywhere, it ain’t hard to find ’em
n-gg-s ride d-ck so these n-gg-s can sign ’em
you got a whole lotta b-tches behind you
i got a whole lotta riches behind me
n-gg-s say they that bussing but really they puppets
this rapping sh-t, got n-gg-s thinking they thugging
he say he my dawg but really it’s f-ck him
she think we together but i just be f-cking

[verse 1: lil 2z]
your -ss is fat, b-tch i wish there was ten of you
rapping sh-t blowing up their head like a inner tube
see your lil’ comment but what is you finna do?
not with the back and forth sh-t, i won’t mention you
you know you a p-ssy, you gotta be kidding me
that wanna be gangster sh-t really is fitting you
it ain’t sh-t to drop a few racks and get rid of you
i like a yellow bad b-tch, call her pikachu
broke a few hearts and i never said sorry
can’t f-ck with these broke boys like my name was cardi
that baby ain’t mine better take it to murray
i’m smooth on these b-tches, they call me [?]
brodi hand me a backwood, this b-tch working my nerve
we know what it is, n-gg- f-ck what you heard
i need me ’bout six, let me know what’s the word
i get high as f-ck and i fly with the birds
you suck on these b-tches, your -ss is a mcloving
i whip out my d-ck and she kiss it and rub it
i pull down her pants and i slap it and f-ck it
i’m rolling up mcdonald nuggets and bugars
if he take more than he give, kick his -ss to the curb
give me head well i’m driving, b-tch making me swerve
yeah sh-t was f-cked up but it could’ve been worse
yeah i play it cool but there ain’t sh-t to purge

[verse 2: lil 2z]
keep your hoe from around me, that hoe getting flipping
these n-gg-s lieing they just good at the lipping
stuck with my brothers like tiny and tim
i’m smoking good gas, they thought i let it rip
everybody smoke nuggets, boy look what i started
my prices be stuck, i ain’t doing no bargain
i’m laughing like i’m at the crib watching martian
i point than attack, i ain’t doing no pardon
had to run this sh-t up with my siblings and madre
grew up with no father, grew up with no padre
i just got this sh-t tuesday, i get it gone by friday
all gas, no breaks like i’m on the highway
drop a bag on me but his broke -ss can’t
i promise this sh-t ain’t gonna go how you think
your rx fake and your weed don’t stank
i’m rocking white tees on the block like hank

- lil 2z

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