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letra de 9mm suppository - ouija macc

[intro]
ooh, huh, yuh
devereaux
i got somethin’ for them b-tt cheeks, b-tch
let’s go

[chorus]
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo, bullets in yo, bullets in yo, talkin’ ’bout?
([you’ll die soon?])
[verse 1]
bullets in yo ass
no a motherf-cker never gonna get a pass
fully loaded whip and i be smashin’ on the gas
see the paint on the face when i take off my mask, yeah
mash yeah, stomp that sh-t
put a one seven oh on the dash, yeah
west side ‘lo, givin’ a f-ck what you own
if i really gave a f-ck then i would ask, yeah
ouija you reall gon’ blast? yeah
if they gon’ play with that cash, yeah
i’m smokin’ nothin’ but gas, yeah
i burn that sh-t down to ash, yeah
shawty gon’ bring me that ass, yeah
i bust a nut on that cashmere
you got a lot of pizazz, dear
why you ain’t f-ck with me last year?
ay, little b-tch, you can save that sh-t
’cause i’m on that road, and i paved that sh-t
for the ones back home that’ll bang that sh-t
who will bust that glock if they aim that sh-t
little baby juggalo gon’ bring that sh-t
we ain’t trippin’ on no money, we gon’ make that sh-t
for the motherf-ckers really tryin’ to take that sh-t
got a hatchet in my hand and i’ma sw-ng that sh-t, uh
[chorus]
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo, bullets in yo, bullets in yo, talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo, bullets in yo, bullets in yo, talkin’ ’bout?

[verse 2]
i’ma take ya somewhere that you can’t go
creepin’ down the tunnel with the tango
all the way down where your man go
slice that boy like a van gogh
bust his head open, i left that boy broken
hist nugget was drippin’ some campbell’s
soup, c17 troops, motherf-cker
we shoot with a brand new pack of ammo
(d-mn, bro) d-mn bro
tesla boy, i don’t want lambo
yes i’m a k!ller for realer
but ouija still setting a conscious example
sh-t can get ugly real quick
if you trippin’ on anybody in my fam, ho
fully loaded chopper with the dingle dong hangin’ off the b-tch
sendin’ shots like rambo
[chorus]
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo, bullets in yo, bullets in yo, talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo ass, motherf-cker, what you talkin’ ’bout?
bullets in yo, bullets in yo, bullets in yo, talkin’ ’bout?
([you’ll die soon?])

- ouija macc

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