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letra de robbed - loser club

[verse 1: jimmy]
run it run it
me and dos lookin like dumb and dumber
we’re the greatest new boy band, up and commers
and you know we get b-tches now hit the buzzer
i saw a b-tch like never before
i said you’ll be mine and i’ll be yours
i said you’re so perfect and you should be adored
i shot my shot and that b-tch she ignored
she said
calm down, you’re not that
mr, big mac
with the fat ass abs
and your, mad tapped and u get no cat
d-mn you really f-cking thought that i would tap that?
no chance come get your bro
cause you dumbass b-tch ain’t getting no blow
no blow no play, no head no gamе
not b-tches on yo d-ck do get what i’m saying?

[pre-chorus: jimmy & dos]
do you get what i’m saying b-tch
mе and big doss yeah you know we ain’t playin b-tch
we super quick yeah you know that we chasin’
b-tch we electric we go super saiyan
on a roll like it’s bread, we ain’t breakin’
honour roll like we getting all a’s and
as bs please god knows we
gon have this b-tch shaken
[chorus: jimmy & dos]
b-tch we stole her f-cking dog
we stole her dog that b-tch she got robbed
she didn’t want talk
that b-tch she got popped
while on the walk
that dumb b-tch she got caught
stole her f-cking dog
like b-tch we be runnin away
you know she chasin but we ain’t afraid
she shoulda said shoulda said yes to the date
i ain’t letting go yeah he’ll never escape

[verse 2: dos]
i’m running away from these b-tches
got some big dogs then b-tch i’m f-ckin’ dippin’
got some big rocks then b-tch i’m f-ckin’ sniffin’
got her lil dog and that f-cker went missin’
she at her lowest, i ain’t talkin’ griffin
all in my head, like a muhf-cker giving
i got b-tches goin’ crazy for s-x
pull down my pants and i’m muhf-ckin’ drillin’
drillin’ b-tches on my d-cktip
i’m goin’ crazy like a f-ckin’ piston
makin’ me slime and i’m muhf-ckin’ stickin’
i ain’t got lube, i ain’t muhf-ckin’ slippin’
i got b-tches goin’ distance
i’m f-ckin’ 3 hoes, i’m thinkin’ it’s christmas
type of guy to make santa my b-tch, gonna cross his ass offa my hitlist
i got p-ssy on my wishlist
[pre-chorus: jimmy & dos]
do you get what i’m saying b-tch
me and big doss yeah you know we ain’t playin b-tch
we super quick yeah you know that we chasin’
b-tch we electric we go super saiyan
on a roll like it’s bread, we ain’t breakin’
honour roll like we getting all a’s and
as bs please god knows we
gon have this b-tch shaken

[chorus: jimmy & dos]
b-tch we stole her f-cking dog
we stole her dog that b-tch she got robbed
she didn’t want talk
that b-tch she got popped
while on the walk
that dumb b-tch she got caught
stole her f-cking dog
like b-tch we be runnin away
you know she chasin but we ain’t afraid
she shoulda said shoulda said yes to the date
i ain’t letting go yeah he’ll never escape

b-tch we stole her f-cking dog
we stole her dog that b-tch she got robbed
she didn’t want talk
that b-tch she got popped
while on the walk
that dumb b-tch she got caught
stole her f-cking dog
like b-tch we be runnin away
you know she chasin but we ain’t afraid
she shoulda said shoulda said yes to the date
i ain’t letting go yeah he’ll never escape

- loser club

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