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letra de sloppy - numb anthony

[verse 1]
only want the head if that sh-t’s spittin’ sloppy
9-9-9 in this b-tch can’t n0body stop me
pullin’ up ak, they beggin’ me to stop b
bullets burnin’ in his chest, hit em’ like a taki
and my fist, b-tch, you know they hittin’ like rocky
shawty say she want my heart, but i got a locked key
pull up on fifi, maybe on riri
skeet on her face and i’ma put it on tv
matter fact, i’m blowin’ up, some like tnt
rip pnb rockstar sh-t
tote a tech, ride around with my rockstar b-tch
got a lot of sh-t in my system like a glitch
anybody that i’m put against its a mismatch
pop a 30, 32 bars, ready to attack
if i take your b-tch, i promise you won’t get her back
f-ck her one time, i gave that b-tch a heart attack
huh, in this b-tch, yeah, i go crazy
they sayin’ the numb boy insane
huh maybe
huh, shе givin’ that sloppy like daisy
pop a double nut in her mouth, thеn she pay me
what
i’m done givin’ a f-ck
ran up them bands, lil’ b-tch outta luck
i don’t need friends, only demons
i give her s-m-n, she grateful again
huh, lil’ b-tch thankful for the d-ck
pull it out and you know that suck like a tick
and i know my ex b-tch, wish our candle was lit
couldn’t f-ck with a goofy b-tch
i’m too legit
done with the fake hoes, huh-huh
focused on the pesos, grah-grah
try me, then its case closed
pop-pop, only worried bout the bankrolls
yeah, yeah
huh, playin’ cards like it’s a deck
i got em’ in check, it got em’ upset
b-tch, i’m a rookie and i’m k!llin’ vets
cutthroat like a sensei, i’m aimin’ for necks
number one prospect, they know that i’m next
puttin’ bl–dy stains on their nike checks
b-tches thinkin’ i really care bout s-x
b-tch, out my room, it’s time for the next
[verse 2]
number one, b-tch, i’m a k!lla
shorty just wanna come through, get vanilla
f-ck on that b-tch and then f-ck on her sister
b-tch, give me respect, or get punched in the kisser
obito, need my rin just like it’s lista
shorty a freak, she on the naughty list, huh
boxin’ this beat, b-tch, i feel like i’m tony
i be zooted by myself, all by my lonely
never needed no one
just me, myself, and my fully loaded drum
i be runnin’ up tracks while i’m on the run
i be loadin’ up packs, don’t do it for fun
i be on the phone like sax with my red rum
i stick to him like tacks, never knew a man could be so numb
never knew a man could be so numb

- numb anthony

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