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letra de animorph - lil mazzy ft young jay

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[intro: lil mazzy]
im way too g-ssed for this
oh my!
yuh!
john in the booth!
okay!
ayyy

[verse 1: lil mazzy]
thumbin’ through that check im countin’ hunnids up
step up in my way you hearin’ bullet sounds (okay)
call me jason how i’m catchin’ bodies now
yo b-tch is feelin’ me
give her my centipede
feel on my d-ck like a tapestry actually
yo b-tch gon blow me like she c0ke fiend on c0ke
diamonds are water i might just like that boat
she gonna suck it i might just go to her throat
thats the perv in me talkin’ i’m feelin’ nosebleed in nose
okay! spotlight oh my!
watchin’ her shake it i feel like its my favorite tv show
when i get close too i’m gonna f-ck her like an animal
off of the pill im under the table in her pantyhose (uhhh)
sheesh!
ain’t no pain like this
no the sun don’t shine on a night like this
better check this fade
better check this fist
oh that p-ssy big i might just fall up in abyss
dive up in that p-ssy b-tch im norbit
no she can’t call my iphone 6
i put that b-tch to sleep itis
who else do you know be in the drop top, with a bad thot, with a tank top, gettin’ top top, and she dont stop when the spotlight hit red light, holy sh-t im really bout to ga ga ga ga
tell me who the f-ck you really know in a ghost, real close, in a volvo, like a pogo, i’m hulk hogan on cocaine and culture these weak rappers aren’t potent
b-tch i’m immortal
n-ggas hot as a stylist
i f-cked his b-tch she a stylist
i told her ride it ’til august
ain’t no sun where im from
i swear my life is the darkest
i swear you rappers is b-tches i only say it cause i’m honest

[hook: lil mazzy]
you a fake and i’m comin’ for you now p-ssy n-gga
how that -ss feel when i put you in the dirt? 4x

[verse 2: young jay]
how it’s gonna feel when i put you in the dirt?
stompin’ all up on yo head while your t–th is on the curb
yo b-tch tryna flirt got me pullin down her skirt
when i put it in her tummy bet her p-ssy start to squirt (ayy)
young jay i throw up the a’s for ace
gettin the money i do that sh-t day to day
amazing but i’m not amazing grace
i pull up on you with mj and fade away
pull up, pull up in a foreign roof up
and my whip delorean like back to future
im a bad historian the past is useless
i dont dwell upon it focused on the future
i’m focusin’ on makin’ better days
i pray to god that he show me a better way
enough hittin stains for a petty pay
i’m tryna shine so i’m grindin’ like everyday
i’m tryna shine so i grind like im skatin’
i’m smoking earth its so loud that it’s quakin’
now you know why that my eyes are on asian
i want it i take it i am so impatient
you know time is money don’t got time to waste it
lay waste to the haters to silence the hatin’
get slayed if you hate what i’m basically sayin’
great ape causing mayhem like a raging saiyan

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