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letra de guns blazin' - linguini bros

[intro: gabe da babe]
yeah

[verse 1: gabe da babe]
yeah, lotta people wanna wish for things but they never work for them
i feel like my career has been hanging on a stem
but man now i just got too many houses got a whole stash of blouses
don’t ask why or it’s time to say bye bye, night night
yeah we got the guns blazin’ in here
when you see me you gain severe fear
and if you shed a tear call me a pioneer
before i interfere because i saw you ran over a deer
while drinking beer
i love linguine, bought a new beanie
oh yeah, i also bought a bikini while drinkin’ martini
everyone wanna pull up and man all you see is bullet tracers
and gun lasers and players now the neighbors got lightsabers
but wait, i’m not really a fan of star wars, more of car wars
maybe i’ll wash some car doors for a quick buck
but nah, i’m a thick duck
i just rap for it!
[verse 2: gabe da babe]
yeah, i guess i’m cool
yeah, my baby cousin uses a stool
yeah, i go to school
yeah, i get 100’s if we talkin’ grades and cash
don’t take a pic with flash or else i’ll give you a nice rash
i just got the new kriss vector in this cool little sector
got a pet hamster, i named him slyder
he’s sly, he won’t die, and if he does he’ll just fly up to heaven
but before that he’ll go to seven eleven to get some candy
then he’ll talk to his friend sandy
yeah he’s friends with that texas squirrel
have you met pearl? no?
start to curl, and twirl do a little hurl
’cause right now, i got the guns blazin’

[hook: gabe da babe]
yeah yeah, guns blazin’
i know i’m amazing yeah yeah
my stock is raisin’, yeah yeah
we got guns frickin’ blazin’!

[bridge: gabe da babe]
yo yo wait, you talkin’ about real guns?
are you like a murderer? what the heck!
oh no no no, i’m just talking about airsoft
but like, i’m trying to act cool because like, it’s rap, you know?
oh yeah yeah well uh can i hop on real quick?
uh… wait b- but you make-
uh-
[verse 3: gabe da babe]
if you come, we will tear up your bum!
the guns blazing it only leaves blood
just a flood of blood
if you bury me, make it twelve feet under
i don’t want there to be thunder!
i just wonder how you are still living!
i don’t thrive, i just survive
i got guns freakin’ blazin’!

- linguini bros

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