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letra de goddamn - mlody blista

[intro: mlody blista, famous dex]
aye, haha (f-ck)
yeah b-tch
yo i don’t give a f-ck about this sh-t n-gga (hey)
yo wassup lil bro
i’m flexin’ on this n-gga everywhere i go n-gga
oh man godd-mn (f-ck)
oh man godd-mn (f-ck)
oh man godd-mn (and this song is real)
b-tch, sh-t
oh man godd-mn (i told you)
f-ck a b-tch from j-pan (i told you)
oh man godd-mn (b-tch)
this b-tch is famous on a gram (i told you)
but she still takes a meds (i told you)
so fame is pain (ou, huh)
fame is pain (aye yo i f-ck a b-tch)
oh man godd-mn (what? a dexter)

[chorus: mlody blista]

oh man
f-ck a b-tch from j-pan
oh man godd-mn
this b-tch is famous on a gram
but she still takes a meds
so fame is pain
oh man godd-mn
oh man godd-mn
[verse 1: mlody blista]

workin’ hard
i wanna be a man
my n-ggas workin’ hard
for street
my n-ggas workin’ hard for family
my n-ggas lost they minds
but they never lost mind for a b-tch
my 40 k!ll n-gga if he snitch
loyality over royalty
you know what i say

[verse 2: famous dex]

i’m off the pill in this b-tch
run up on me, keep my stick in this b-tch (what?)
you will be k!lled in this b-tch (fasho)
oh my god i got too many b-tch
she say she wanna eat this sh-t
ou, thots, eat a d-ck
ha ou, i’m sippin’ clique
run up on me, boy i get this stick
i’m off the pill in this b-tch
run up on me, keep my stick in this b-tch (what?)
you will be k!lled in this b-tch (fasho)
oh my god i got too many b-tch
she say she wanna eat this sh-t
ou, thots, eat a d-ck
ha ou
[verse 3: mlody blista]

you know the rules
so don’t get confused
n-gga broke the code for hoomie
monkey n-ggas
i ain’t f-ck with b-tches and p-ssys
they always loosing
and we winnin’ now
and we eat now
and we smoke some ops
and we smoke some dope
you somke reggie, you are hoe
i wan’t suicide
i wan’t suicide doors
wait some time
then i pull up with the royce
we have spooky month
so we’re gonna impale some bodies
and we pop some molly
to eat my pain
not to flex
cause i have problem
with my f-ckin’ mental health
d-mn (d-mn)
godd-mn (god, sh-t, sh-t)
[verse 4: famous dex]

i keep a clique
run up on me, boy you won’t get it
i’m off the pill in this b-tch
n-ggas talkin’ but never do sh-t
why are you lookin’ at this sh-t?
i just want to see this boy clap to that sh-t
i keep a glock for a mob
i have glock and stick
ou, you b-tch on my d-ck
all she wanna do is take a lil d-
they will know
baby girl you got to go
i know you are hoe
imma put d-ck in your throat
ou, huh, yeah, hit this from road
wait, bussdown with pay
i worked all days

[chorus: mlody blista]

oh man godd-mn
f-ck a b-tch from j-pan
oh man godd-mn
this b-tch is famous on a gram
but she still takes a meds
so fame is pain
oh man godd-mn
oh man godd-mn, aye aye aye (aye aye, real trapsh-t)

[verse 5: famous dex]

and i’m geekin’ on the stage
ou, i got the paid
yeah, bro go for the bag yeah
i’m never lackin’ with my glock in
all this n-ggas can watch this
i get your b-tch sincerely floppin’
my phone is ringin’
and i will not answer it
baby girl wanna bouncin’ this
i give her d-ck
i give her stick
baby girl wanna… (ou yeah god-)

[chorus: mlody blista}

oh man godd-mn
f-ck a b-tch from j-pan
oh man godd-mn
this b-tch is famous on a gram
but she still takes a meds
so fame is pain
oh man godd-mn
(aye, water, what?)

(real trapsh-t)

- mlody blista

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