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letra de demon time - lil tim

[intro]
[?] throw his heart, you send a creep
shot the side of scat
don’t give no f-ck about no dead n-gga
pull up in the scat
you go to jail, go out like brown n-ggas
(b-tch) (blow)

(blow) (b-tch) they thought it was over
i just pulled up in a bullet proof matte black range rover (b-tch)
i just came hop off the drill, i got blood all ova my timbs
chasing mans, hop out the creek, and i slide through the l

[verse 1]
benjamins, pull up through they block
i swear to god, they boys ain’t k!llin sh-t
strap like call of duty
board up your house cause’ we got fully sticks
tell em’ overwatch
d-ck ass down, cause i got long d-ck
oh she got a boyfriend
come out what, he getting [?]
[verse 2]
ha, b-tch i’m a beast
if you lookin for me
guess we leave his racks out in the seat
[?] throw his heart, you send a creep
he think he safe behind that wall
they pulled him up and watch them leave

[verse 3]
walk inside the party, me and slixk
we got two fully sticks
he ain’t try to run, oh real sh-t
kendrick gon blow him a kiss
she thought she was dancin’ on a d-ck
naw that’s a dirty b-tch
lil b-tch know i’m drowsin’
b-tch, i’m trippin off this f-cking treesh

[chorus]
he thought i was sweet
catch him down bad, he got with with heat
say he keep that boomstick, .308 sweep him off his feet
b-tch he on black out, blow his back out
we done shoot deceased
arguin’ ’bout that ho’
[?], okay lil bro come see
(blow) (b-tch) they thought it was over
i just pulled up in a bullet proof matte black range rover (b-tch)
i just came hop off the drill, i got blood all ova my timbs
chasing mans, hop out the creek, and i slide through the l

[verse 4]
(blow) you p-ssy n-ggas must thought i was gone
b-tch i’m with a white boy
keep a stick, i call him home alone
i be sucking d-ck, i told that stupid b-tch get off my phone
somebody gon’ tell dukes, stop that dissin’
catch him, send him home

b-tch i need to free my favorite opp
cause we storm that lil tone
they like lil timm, they call out basic
nah b-tch, this vlone
(haha) (b-tch)
boutta start that dissin’
if i catch you, swear to god
i’ll order switch, f-ck up his kidney (blow)

{verse 5]
(huh?) say i’m on demon sh-t
don’t give no f-ck about no opp
b-tch, tell that stupid ho’ to do a split
why you keep on dissin on my gang
you mad she sucked my d-ck
we got to luh hoes
perfect two man, i might just call up slixk
[verse 6]
(blow) (haha)
b-tch, they keep on dissin
b-tch, i’m mr. disrespectful, call me r. kelly i’m p-ssin
f-ck an opp ho’ from the back
been low, pull out the tracks
b-tch, you know my gang get wicked
we might sn-tch off in that scat
(blow)

[verse 7]

we can’t forget about lil keebo
he a f-ckin’ rat
everytime i see one of my opps
them boys get f-ckin’ trapped
pushed up to lil tim with brand new glocks
screamin’ three l’s
if i catch you with lil junior (blow)
he gon’ catch a sh-ll

ha [?]
b-tch ass n-ggas
on whole lotta fame money sh-t
n-gga long looks in they face

- lil tim

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