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letra de bound 2 - loser club

[verse 1]
i might suck my own d-ck
i’ll be my own b-tch
i’m pullin’ down my pants and i’ma blow my own tip
like i’m, shooting revolvers (pow)
break my own ribs, cause i’m pushing these boulders (b-tch)
i’m boutta pop like a muhf-ckin’ soda (tss)
flex the whip, toyota corolla (ha)
b-tch i own her, i own it
i’m winnin’ they keep watchin’ like a solar, uh eclipse
these b-tches folded and i fold her, i go in
pull out the camera hit record, i document
aight f-ck em yeah
i hate going back to back b-tch i do not consent
but i’ma come in, yeah
that’s a complement
i wanna f-ck, i count to 2, cuz that’s approximate-ly
how fast i am
aight come on man
you know he’s fast but ima be a bit faster
these hoes been pumpin our music and f-cking shaking thеy asses
then im takin em homе then disappear like its magic
and if i’m f-ckin’ a fat chick, you know my d-ck h-lla flaccid
like d-mn
this f-cker touchin and f-ckin these fat b-tches
well he’s not cuz he’s flaccid and tired of being in there
cannot get to the throat motherf-cker, unlike a strepsil
she tellin’ me to watch, like b-tch my sh-t presidential (obama)
and then she takin’ off her top, she think my d-ck is essential (top)
then i pull up to this function, man this sh-t is erectile
i cannot talk to a girl, think i forgot fundamentals
like hey, what’s your name, you want me up in your dentals? ha
[chorus]
she on my d-ck like what
i’m givin’ d-ck all night
i’m only hittin’ cuz tomorrow, gotta catch a flight
she cds i’m in it uh its on sight
but im bound 2 hit it uh every night
life’s hard
i’m watching spongebob
i got a big big boat on gard
i know lifes hard
did you know
my card
don’t decline
you hoes got me feeling left out
that’s tough

[verse 2]
plate keep on stacking
hoes over reacting
this b-tch keep on yappin like uh shut up
and i’ll keep on rappin and ill keep on laughing
while y’all b-tches are acting like you’re one of us
like huh, b-tch you not, uh
i’ma stack my bands for these b-tches they wantin’ dossa
yeah my feet propped up
don’t need garden tools, cause these hoes, i got lots of
askin’ for the cost, uh
drop a hunnit bands in this b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
rollie on my wrist, i’ma flex it while getting sucked
i drop another hit with the jim, yeah we goin’ up
these b-tches drink my pee, sayin’ did he just f-ckin’ nut
what the f-ck, going on at the party, uh
the doss is rappin’ while jimbo is on the floor, he’s f-cked
i grab a glass, another drink i started pourin’
got so drunk so when i wake up in the motherf-ckin’ mornin’, uh
getting top, you know i’m up
[chorus]
she on my d-ck like what
i’m givin’ d-ck all night
i’m only hittin’ cuz tomorrow, gotta catch a flight
she cds i’m in it uh its on sight
but im bound 2 hit it uh every night
life’s hard
i’m watching spongebob
i got a big big boat on gard
i know lifes hard
did you know
my card
don’t decline
you hoes got me feeling left out

- loser club

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