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letra de silence of da lambs - niouport

chorus:
silence of the lambs
i bring sirens and body bags in mini vans
uhhhh huhhhh yeahhh i get lit
huhhh yeah and my wrist cold just like saint nick
huhhhh yeahhh and my truck got a lift kit
huhhhh yeahhh and i hop out that b-tch like jiminy cricket
huhhhhhh yeahhh
yeah if we playing money tag then i really am it
huhhhhh yeahhhh

verse:
i just been stacking these digits
(money)
i’m packing half ounce blunts ain’t smoking no midgets
(honey)
we hotter than biscuits
making music in minutes
cuz i got sauce i’m a big boss like rick ross i can’t ever quit it
(can’t quit the sh-ts)

bridge:
they be forgin
(huh?)
blushing and orangin
(what?)
i’m running thru pill shortage
i been eating good porridge
got money savеd in the storage
enough to pay off a mortgage
i’m in thе foreign
feel important
but still unimportant
got lean and all cars have horses
i’m f-ckin the baddest b-tches and leaving corpses
i’m out of all sources i’m still my own chorus
verse 2
i’m absorbing the knowledge she giving me brain and giving me top like topic
giving good jaw she giving good noggin
like a flower how i blossomed
came up chasing the top all the way from the bottom
i drop the whole top off the whip
like i’m wayne in gotham
i smackdown on a b-tch then go in raw
like f-ck a condom
my name hot from maryland to harlem to london
i ain’t never crying even when i was working at bk chopping up onions
you say i can’t speed race ?
i’ve done me a dozen
my glock tell me when to push his b-tton
at 17 it started all of a sudden
i’m a demon in h-ll a dragon in the dungeon
i’ve been fiending for pills as well i ain’t bragging
cuz i know i’m nothing
when i get sick off my orange syrup i drink robitussin

i just been stacking these digits
(money)
i’m packing half ounce blunts ain’t smoking no midgets
(honey)
we hotter than biscuits
making music in minutes
cuz i got sauce i’m a big boss like rick ross i can’t ever quit it
(can’t quit the sh-ts)
outro:
they be forgin
(huh?)
blushing and orangin
(what?)
i’m running thru pill shortage
i been eating good porridge
got money saved in the storage
enough to pay off a mortgage
i’m in the foreign
feel important
but still unimportant
got lean and all cars have horses
i’m f-ckin the baddest b-tches and leaving corpses
i’m out of all sources i’m still my own chorus

- niouport

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