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letra de madeleine - michael phantom

[intro]
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink this glock between your lips
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink…

[chorus]
if i pull-up with a shooter man, he might shoot a man
kidnap your daughter, they call me the boogeyman
slit your throat, with my bl–dy hands you don’t understand
call up big dad, hit em with the juju man

[interlude]
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look
the money gon’ make them look

[verse 1]
man i got money in your pocket
all of this cash flow wheres the profit
all of these plugs but wheres the socket
hold up, your b-tch looking exotic
hold on your b-tch and then i f-cked it
i don’t do chit chat f-ck that gossip
be like my basewheel spot that rocket
re-up the bank and cash deposit

they call me five star phantom
son of a b-tch shes ransom
i’m tapped like marilyn manson
call this the madeleine anthem
cap two two b-tches at random
trap them in a darked out mansion
take a trip to henny no hampstead
come back and bully like captain

[bridge]
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink this glock between your lips
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink…

[verse 2]
i’m living my life i’m comfy
your b-tch don’t like she loves me
i’m f-cked in the head ted bundy
be out your girl, then i feed her country
drop of your ends so smooth and lovely
trap p’s then i might wash that money
flipina and a trapana grub i’m hungry
twerking and a shaking a back so b-mpy
if you want wireless war
i cannot stand it naw’
your girls what to come back to us
my guys pull-up in foreign cars
two girls in a blacked out car
big back i might wanna smack that -ss
touch sh-t then i might dash you far
no worse manner don’t talk to much (nope)

[chorus]
if i pull-up with a shooter man, he might shoot a man
kidnap your daughter, they call me the boogeyman
slit your throat, with my bl–dy hands u don’t understand
call up big dad, hit em with the juju man

[outro]
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink this glock between your lips
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink this glock between your lips
i got a bullet with your name on the f-cking tip
so close your eyes as i sink…

- michael phantom

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