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letra de grinch freestyle - lil kori

[intro: thurl ravenscroft & j.c the rapper]
(xonthebeat)
you’re a mean one, mr. grinch
you really are a heel
you’re as cuddly as a cactus, you’re as charming as an eel
mr. grinch (curse you, kori the finesse kid)

[verse 1: lil kori & j.c the rapper]
yuh, i’m stealin’ yo’ sh-t, call me the grinch
this beam on my scope make a f-ck n-gga flinch (yeah man, yeah man)
kori and j.c be trappin’ like lynch (yeah man, yeah man)
and this music sh-t easy, this sh-t is a cinch (yeah man, yeah man)
i’m with my n-ggas, we trappin’ on christmas
need me a thick asian milf on my wish list
santa hat drip, i ran off with your mistress
i don’t need no wish ’cause she down for my mischief
feel like lil tubby, i’m all about f-ck sh-t
don’t hit my line unless you tryna f-ck, b-tch
talk on my name, see how fast i’ma up it
i control these rap n-ggas, y’all n-ggas puppets
cindy lou who, that b-tch is a thot
stuck on her tits whilе she rides on my c-ck
n-gga talk down, i pull out my glock
i’m trappin’ on christmas like school housе rock
i walk down on n-ggas just like i’m oshaedy
i’m hitting my dance and ran off with your lady
my bars be hot like a b-tch, call me hades
pull up, get my d-ck rode just like a mercedes
he want a verse, he might have to pay me
i’m slingin’ crack like this sh-t was the ’80s (ayy)
ballin’ on n-ggas like tracy mcgrady (ayy, ayy)
i’m done with this sh-t, let me pass it to j.c (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: j.c the rapper]
back in this b-tch with my n-gga, we litty
i don’t give a f-ck if we run through yo’ city
i’m takin’ yo’ sh-t, b-tch i put on a wish list
wrappin’ these hoes up for muh’f-ckin’ christmas
straws on the block, i got cough a dots
everybody is my cough a dot
if you got a problem, you guess i could bop
then i pop with that n-gga, i pop with his mom
ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, how you finna move it?
b-tch i’m runnin’ all these n-ggas like a mothaf-ckin’ buick
put the presents in my bag, then i hit ’em with the smooth hit
tick tock, tick tock, that goes the clock
i steal presents from the town and i put ’em on the clock
chimney, slide down, get your sh-t, slide out
and you n-ggas talkin’ sh-t, but you get piped down
like motherf-ck up, ayy
motherf-ck up, ayy
motherf-ck up
it be christmas with you sl-ts, i’m like
motherf-ck up, ayy
motherf-ck up, ayy
motherf-ck up
it be christmas with you sl-ts, ayy
lil pimpin’ missin’, put that man a wrapper
j.c’s the b-tch because that boy a rapper
sorry i had to break it to you this way
but i am never gon’ do [?], namaste
and now i be chillin’ this f-ckin’
all of my n-ggas is up and we study, yuh
n-gga, you on the same decrement
don’t give a d-mn, n-gga, eat my predicament, ayy
pick a man, winker man
doin’ this sh-t just because i can
freestyle, off a xan
i ain’t got with ’em, n-gga i be tappin’
i need to get my ass straight up to bed
but i’m doin’ this sh-t so i can get some head
my n-gga kori said that you was sped
but my name is j.c, so you know that i’m bred
that’s how i see, n-gga, what you mean, n-gga?
think you f-ckin’, f-ckin’ f-ckin’ up the team, n-gga
that’s how i see, n-gga, what you mean, n-gga?
yes i’m f-ckin’ and f-ckin’ up the team, n-gga
robbing the walmart, i do it for christmas
you makin’ straps, which means you’re on my hit list
i kick the n-gga, that n-gga hit k!ll switch
my name the rapper, you know i’m a big b-tch
all these b-tches and all these hoes
got no d-mn christmas spirit with no flow
i’m doin’ this sh-t, yeah young n-ggas can know
that j.c is the rapper, yes that’s how it go
[outro: j.c the rapper]
which one of you b-tch-ass, h-ll-ass, c-nt-ass mothaf-ckas love christmas?
arf arf, n-gga
yurr, merry christmas
it’s j, uh, c
i’m doin’ sh-t, i’m havin’ fun
eat candy canes and l!ck c-ck, n-gga
mmm-wah
love you kori, bye-bye
(aha, sorry boys, j.c took my virginity)

- lil kori

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