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letra de bloody cup - mudd baby

[intro]
(t-t-to bass be the glory)

[verse 1: bass santana]
wait, i get in my feelings, that my bad (bad), don’t mention it
i don’t mean no harm, i’m just a cancer, we sensitive ([?])
i put ’em on, got n-ggas lurkin’ your house (house), like santa did
i pray to god he take hatred out of my heart, sometimes i can’t forget
(bass) came up from the trenches, i ain’t had no advantages
how they turnt they back and double back like i don’t remember them?
don’t think you up, them [?] will make you fall just like september did (september did)
i was sippin’ green, did they wake me up when september ends? (september ends)
ay ([?]), i said walk hard with my adderall
(if i) if i die, don’t feel sorry for me, it was my fault
bangin’ on that b-tch, i only pick up when my mama call
bangers with the switch, they get to [?] when it’s fallin’ off
we started off with crip and reggie, nowadays we got the zaza
i had to learn to man up all by myself, i never had a father
that b-tch didn’t break my heart, i did it the moment i start to trust her
we put our faith in so much fake, that sh-t makin’ the real ones suffer
for real

[chorus: bass santana]
wait, i might f-ck it up
i need ’em off of my d-ck before i bust a nut
i need some more off of that hit, this sh-t is not enough
i pour a four for myself, i got my bl–dy cup
wait, wait, i might f-ck it up
i need ’em off of my d-ck before i bust a nut
i need some more off of that hit, this sh-t is not enough
i pour a four for myself, i got my bl–dy cup (t-t-to bass—)
[verse 2: mudd baby]
this ain’t candy cane, i got that [?], yeah i got it [?]
swervin’ in the spot, this a stolo, yeah i’m seein’ [?]
pull up in the coupe, who are you? i got these b-tches choosin’
we done hit a l!ck, i’m a walking l!ck, got these diamonds [?]
project baby, we done came from nothin’, now we finally winnin’
told my cousin ja “pass the joint, d-mn my n-gga, you chief it”
we done caught the opp, we popped his top, now that n-gga missin’
paranoia, i been paranoid, i think they out to get me
goin’ hard, i been slangin’ hard, i’m on the boulevard
[?], i been zig-zaggin’, call it [?]
remember hittin’ l!cks, since a jit, we was skippin’ school
cousin told me “n-gga you in these streets, you better keep it cool”
thuggin’ with my gutter b-tch, she eat the d-ck up while i drive
this ain’t no srt, but it’s the skrrt, when i hit the [?] (when i hit)
thuggin’ with my gutter b-tch, she eat the d-ck up while i drive
this ain’t no srt, but it’s the skrrt, when i hit the [?] (when i hit the [?])

- mudd baby

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