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letra de maxwell house - ouija macc

[intro]
“what if the signal goes beyond what we know?”
busters ain’t suppose to be bumping this sh-t
(devereaux!)
suckers ain’t suppose to be bumping this sh-t

[verse 1]
no they won’t set foot or they foot get took (chop!)
sticcin’ to the code b-tch i’m playing by the book (yeah!)
floccin’ all around making everybody look
you a fish out of water when you catch the right hook (bow!)
hating on a juggalo boy you looking dumb as fucc
funny no one gave a d-mn ’til i started coming up (ooh!)
yeah ’til i ran a little money up (ran that mothafuccin’ money up!)
now these mothafuccas on my nuts
why the fucc you jealous cause i’m visited for entities
travelеd to dimensions you won’t hear about for centuriеs
you’re a fuccin’ idiot that shoul’ve never mentioned me
i’ma catch you slippin’ and inject your ass with antifreeze
wake up with your partners in a fuccin’ human centipede
you a chicken necc bigot fucc eating chicken feed
now the chicken ass chicken sh-t getting slippery
every bigot b-tch i see really getting (?) (huh!)
fucc your flag and its history
when you catch a bullet this will help ’em solve the mystery
[chorus]
busters ain’t suppose to be bumping this sh-t (nah!)
juggin’ ass thuggin’ ass k!llers in the clique (sh-t!)
suckers ain’t suppose to be playing this sh-t (nah!)
little b-tch made a b-tch bed sleep in that sh-t (sleep in that sh-t!)

[verse 2]
are you done yet? b-tch! you ain’t done enough
runnin’ with the hatchet you a motherfuccin’ runner up (haa!)
mad cause i strut and i puff on that stuff (smokin!)
nuts just hang got no love for a juff (fucc em!)
raccs goin’ up (uuh!)
paccs goin’ up (uuh!)
bodies still droppin’ when that macc’s in the club (yeah!)
buster all mad cause he whacc than a mug and his tapes don’t slap and in fact he a dud (haa!)
he just told his shorty “come home” but she won’t (no!)
she was busy bumpin’ ouija macc cause it dump (woah!)
wicced ass sh-t the chapter seventeen phonk (yuh!)
wicced ass sh-t the chapter seventeen phonk (hol’ up!)
who i gotta shoot to catch a feel on shawty booty (ooh!)
b-tch so bad i’ma suffocate her roomie (haha!)
when she gets home i’m just stirring up the kool-aid (yuuh!)
i’m a little zooted (uuh!) off embalming fluid (hol’ up!)
seen these juggalo nuts now she star strucc
i just want the succ then i ducc i ain’t tryna fucc (nah!)
[chorus]
busters ain’t suppose to be bumping this sh-t (nah!)
juggin’ ass thuggin’ ass k!llers in the clique (sh-t!)
suckers ain’t suppose to be playing this sh-t (nah!)
little b-tch made a b-tch bed sleep in that sh-t [x2]

- ouija macc

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