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letra de mario bros - lil kori

[intro: lil kori & xixal xd]
ayy
ayy, you already know what the f-ck is goin’ on (ayy, ayy, ayy)
pull up with that choppa (it’s me and grapes seed back in the booth again)
(winzxp, i love you so much, mhm) ayy
you know we wanna make history (ayy)
(ayy) yuh, yuh, yuh (lil kori)

[verse 1: lil kori]
me and grapes seed be like mario & luigi
ice on my neck make yo b-tch wet just like fiji
i’m swimmin’ in b-tches, call me mr. piper
i’m f-ckin’ on molly but i ain’t gon wife her
she was so wet i said f-ck using rubbers
gon’ dine on that lil bitty p-ssy for supper
suck on them toes and f-ck on her mother
gon’ nut to some hentai and find another
my b-tch bad & boujee like she part of migos
call deez n-ggas slxrppy ’cause they full of ego
i’m smoking that green like it’s muh’f-ckin’ ceelo
i capitalize on these n-ggas like steelo
molly on the futon, we f-cking
she gimme head, now she’s got a concussion
turner over just like timmy, i’m nuttin’
ain’t talking no home but i got her cummin’
[interlude: lil kori & xixal xd]
ayy
you already know, i’m finna pass it to my n-gga grapes seed (yuh, ayy, what?)
yuh, lil grape (huh)
lil grape, lil grape, lil grape (ayy, ayy, ayy)
alright, change of plan
grapes seed is grounded, so i’ma pass it-
i’ma get xixal on the song, so (yuh)
(curse you, kori the finesse kid) sh-t, whatever (what up?)
bye
(winzxp, i love you so much, mhm) ayy, what up guys?
i’m xixal, i’m uh, the substitute for today (h-llo, hi xixal)
umm, so let’s just get right into the lesson, shall we?
uh, what?

[verse 2: xixal xd]
just went to mexico, i got me a peso
i got a bad b-tch, yeah she do what i say so
d-ck in her heart, then i nut on her face, ho
f-ckin’ with my crew, we gon’ give you a halo
f-ckin’ old ladies ’til her husband caught me
in the bed suckin’ her tits, callin’ her mommy
pulled out his revolver and almost shot me
but i winked and pulled out my luger like a n-z-
boom boom bim bom, boom bim bam
i just wanna f-ck a man
godd-mn, gave her p-ssy a slam (huh?)
f-cked her so hard, i’m saying “yes ma’am”
b-tch scram, i’m goin’ ham
i’m a cracker who raps fast, must be a gram
ooh man, i’m countin’ the bands (cha-ching)
playin’ all season, y’all watch from the stands
quicksand, i don’t shake hands
droppin’ a pic, then my profit expands
been through that sh-t, now my flow is immaculate (ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh)
p-ssy d-ck riding, now she sounds like accurate (b-tch, whoa, whoa, what?)
don’t sport the homies, you support the louder b-tch (huh? ayy, yuh, yuh)
f-ck with my gang, we leave you in an outer bed (what? ayy, yuh, yuh)
choppa on me, i ain’t got the dot now
micron on you, ya boy better hop down
f-ck with me, p-ssy, get shot down
your girl up on me, yeah she know i’m on now, b-tch
she know i’m on now, b-tch
[outro: xixal xd]
yeah, kori and xixal f-cked your mom most likely
it’s very possible
better ask your mom if, um
if she knows who your dad is

- lil kori

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