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letra de tony starch - mournteo

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[intro]
give me your fackin’ money!

[chorus]
i told her pop
girly come through, drop it down, pop your bubble b-tt (pop)

[verse #1]
oh (oh) yeah (yeah) you better pop it
la deceased is coming and he don’t want you to stop it (nah no)
comin’ out the c-ckpit, jumpin’ in the moshpit
wave of drouled people headbangin’ cause i got it (yessir)

yeah i got it, put it on a .50 scope (pooh pooh)
from full to semi-automatic h-ll i take it slow (so slow)
i don’t have the time so the ticket on my bezel dome (bling bling)
tick tick tick boom… hit you wit tha chrome (yuh)

26 inch wheels on the phantom drop (zoom)
aquaberry cherry curtains hit the shadow let it crop (chip chip chip chip)
fbi come through hit your mouth with that cotton swab (swish swish swish swish)
tropical b-tton-down shirt makes me h-lla suave (flex)

if you try to dish me out, get your life sn-tched (oof)
oh your groupie kinda cute, get her throat smashed (bow bow bow)
spendin’ so much money bank just hit me with a fat draft (uhh)
p-ssy got me drownin’, say i’m jack cause i missed the raft (huh)

[chorus]
i told her pop
girly come through, drop it down, pop your bubble b-tt (slam)

[verse #2]
my metal choppa hold these titties better than i can (lean wok)
and i’m never fiendin’ for the percs cause i don’t stans (no way)
holler “its on sight” if you pull up with your mans
got the crystal white coke paint up on my new benz

i’ve been stackin’ up my problems don’t where to start (start)
offshore all my bank accounts… just ask tony stark
if you mix him up with food, then hes tony starch (yuh)
and if you take all of his water, then hes tony parched (ah hah)

don’t push my back up against the cul-de-sac (f-ckin’ p-ssy)
and if you finna do it then there’ll be no turnin’ back (nuh nuh)
yung toxic grasshopper imma diss you on my next track
joogin and slidin’ these b-tches, given no slack (slat slat)

look at this money (what) wonder where it came from
didn’t have to boof no crack for no a-son (buh)
and my tooly slabbin’ bricks, call a mason (boom boom)
fighting off ferrari the pirates, with some mace (ugh)

so then next up on my list is the f-ckin opps (pigs)
imma go hunting at night, and i’ll never stop (pew pew)
hittin’ up plenty of l!cks, they act like lollipops
bullys to your t–th, now your mouth got a gaping jaw (so just)

[transition]
pop that sh-t b-tch, let a hoe cl!ck cl!ck
never play trick sticks, on the side seasick
stab you with a toothpick, eat you up picnic
now you is a fishtick, throwin’ up homesick

[verse #3]
yuh… this that all white in my mouth (mouth)
i’m that new new king from the north south (south)
got me up a list of the sussies that i’ll blaze throughout (fiah)
hammer hit you right in the temple, see you blackout (cunk cunk cunk cunk)

please god tell me why the clouds are goin’ black again (why)
been going through h-ll and then back, just make amends (ye)
ridin’ down the path of the darkness and i want revenge (yuh)
when my scope tracin’ your head, i promise mal-intent (b-tch)

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