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letra de green goblin - maplemade

[verse]
got a bad b-tch with me on the beach
sandy cheeks, no bikini bottom
i’m with chef g ballin hard
but i ain’t sleepy hollow
b-tch rubbing on me hard
like a genie vase
hit her wit a stiff arm
she tried to cut my p-n-s off
bought a new bimmer
it got totaled by an equinox
percy in my water, plus the lean
i had to sleep it off
(yeah what?)
i had to sleep off it
fashion k!lla, pull up in a helmet
like the green goblin
i ain’t heard a fact in two hours
why you still talking?
b-tch i will pop, and like
my pop, boy you will drop
she put molly in her drank
that’s a pill pop
you a lil boy, where the f-ck
my real opps?
sn-tching off ya scalp
when we spin like ceiling fans
she don’t speak my language
like i talk in cryptograms
ima try and bait thesе hoes
and reel em in like a fishеrman
you be turnin fives into tens
i’ve been really striving, beat her ass
if she don’t post her onlyfans
we got p’s on top of p’s
we heard you only own a gram
they ain’t have no activis
tris in my soda can
ran a train on yo b-tch
maplemade the motorman
say that, godd-mn
i just f-cked a few models
they hit fashion week
they don’t ever use aldo
i ain’t have a blunt, so i smoked em
in my vuse alto
i could k!ll they leader, take his head
and make his crew watch it
i just f-cked an emo b-tch
say say i’m too awesome
heard you ate that b-tch out
she got blue waffle
you can hear the wisdom when i talk
i’m like aristotle
way too much 808s
d-mn, my ears throbbing
skinny b-tch, wide legs
built like a beer bottle
gotta look both ways in my hood
no deer crossing
came on yo b-tch face
let it smear on it
gear goin, riding wit the gang
like a peloton
smoking h-lla za, got me sleepy
like a melatonin
i just seen an opp, my bad
that’s a dead opponent
i been on that bullsh-t
something like i fell up on it
i got snow for the snow bunnies
maple hugh hefner
she just wanna be a groupie thot
i tell her do better
i don’t really need to think
gimme two seconds
mob sh-t, let the glock spit
this my new weapon
you a opp, lock yo back door
b-tch we move stealthy
they say this that crack flow
this that new fetty
‘08 i started rapping
way before i knew eddie
put you in a sitchy
over blue benji’s
i’m with stich, i brought a gun
and he brought escorts
i used to do the percs, i started
bussin off the x more
went to la for a day
and i was f-cking on my ex shordy
then lex yesterday
i’ll be back the next morning
had to beat her down, then skip town
i got arrest warrants
where yo moms at? i’m tryna have her
in my bed snoring
where the wok at? cus i love to keep
the red pouring
his his top hat, with a bat
and have his head soaring
(whoo!)

- maplemade

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