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letra de paul bunyan - luhgary

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[intro: luhgary]
(turn that b-tch up, dinero)
blrr

[chorus: luhgary]
that sh-t ain’t hard, like a d-ck with erectile dysfunction
pull up to the party with them sticks, we came to clear the function
let out shots at them opps, so you know they got to runnin’
so please don’t disrespect the gang, or you know you’ll get done in
yo’ b-tch be lumberjackin’ for this wood, i call her paul bunyan
i smoke a pound of ‘za, you smokin’ bullsh-t out a small onion
pull up with the stick like drumline, we got the party jumpin’
but i could really fight, so f-ck the guns ’cause we could get to bumpin’

[verse 1: luhgary]
not to hate on me, ’cause i done turned nothin’ into somethin’
came up off of punchеs, you know that sh-t, call me “garry punchin'”
but i can’t punch a clock, baby girl, i’m on the road runnin’
and i can’t f-ck a thot, i’ll beat my d-ck, i’m on thе road cummin’
yeah, i’m on the road comin’
and everytime you see me in that black ‘cat, then you should know somethin’
and i might pull up on a opp b-tch for ten minutes and she gon’ blow somethin’
f-ck her onlyfans, i gave her ten dollars and told her, “show somethin'”

[chorus: luhgary]
that sh-t ain’t hard, like a d-ck with erectile dysfunction
pull up to the party with them sticks, we came to clear the function
let out shots at them opps, so you know they got to runnin’
so please don’t disrespect the gang, or you know you’ll get done in
yo’ b-tch be lumberjackin’ for this wood, i call her paul bunyan
i smoke a pound of ‘za, you smokin’ bullsh-t out a small onion
pull up with the stick like drumline, we got the party jumpin’
but i could really fight, so f-ck the guns ’cause we could get to bumpin’
[verse 2: blp kosher]
what ya talkin’ ’bout? congratulations
remember when they called me an abomination
them boys v-g-n-l, might need rejuvenation
cracker, you about to give an ultimatum
used to think i’m dumb, but now they sayin’ “gee wiz”
jit would get in trouble cheatin’ on a pop quiz
f-ck detention, i ain’t goin’, i was filmin’ tricks
ask him last trial, tryna check my quit right off the list
tell him, “find your own lane,” and you should stay in that
he said, “i can’t see the line, where the lane at?”
it ain’t start like this, so i just have to make it that
she wrap her hands around my d-ck just like a snake attack
knock him off his high horse, i told him, “step forth”
fair share, he want no more, behind them closed doors
skateboarder, but the gun, sticks in the feet just like a snowboard
ayy, yeah, just like it’s snowin’
i ain’t been rappin’ a year yet, but i won’t unimpress
seen him vest, but i can’t get finessed, i’m not gon’ settle for less
people that i don’t f-ck with now clique up, sound like a h-rnets’ nest
ayy, but i’m a monster like the loch ness

[chorus: luhgary]
that sh-t ain’t hard, like a d-ck with erectile dysfunction
pull up to the party with them sticks, we came to clear the function
let out shots at them opps, so you know they got to runnin’
so please don’t disrespect the gang, or you know you’ll get done in
yo’ b-tch be lumberjackin’ for this wood, i call her paul bunyan
i smoke a pound of ‘za, you smokin’ bullsh-t out a small onion
pull up with the stick like drumline, we got the party jumpin’
but i could really fight, so f-ck the guns ’cause we could get to bumpin’

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