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letra de origami - ouija macc

(devereaux)
shut the
shut the
shut the
shut the

[verse 1]
shut the f-ck up b-tch everything will be okay (ok!)
get yo head on straight
get yo bread on straight (yuh)
demons walk beside me they don’t get in my way (my way)
busters wanna copy everything that i say (let’s go)
b-tches be jealous don’t want me to glisten
i have a problem with paying attention
b-tch i got add if you are hating me better believe i ain’t never gon’ listen
i’ma just wait until somebody text me and tell me you dissin’
and i’ma laugh in your face cause you know that you ain’t competition (aha-ha!)
i got the sh-t that you need but i ain’t gon’ give you prescription (h-ll nah)
you tried to copy the formula but the ingredients missing
i’m in the kitchen whippin’
i am a trip i’m trippin’
you are a b-tch and b-tchin’
i got my (?) and i’m choppin’ the beat the f-ck up making my incision

(hold up now terry put that scalpel down. pick up the hatchet)
[verse 2]
these motherf-ckers ain’t got sh-t to say
these silly suckers ain’t been through the pain
these little busters don’t know ’bout the rain
i’ma put my hatchet right down through ya brain
listen motherf-cker you ain’t never had to struggle and count up the change (hol’ up)
you ain’t got the motherf-ckin’ vehicle to try to come swerve through my lane (nah)
you gon’ need some way bigger tires that come from a f-cked up terrain
b-tch i am folding my paper allow me to show you the crane

folding paper. origami [x4]

[verse 3]
shut the f-ck up b-tch everything will be ok
get yo head on straight
get yo bread on straight (yuh)
demons walk beside me they don’t get in my way
busters wanna copy everything that i say
ballin so hard i’ma need an assistant
these motherf-ckers they need it consistent
look for they name on the charts but where is it
that sh-t they dropping must be non-existent (where is it?)
can not keep up with the macc but you can’t cause that brother’s gon’ k!ll it (gon’ k!ll it)
can’t put your heart and your soul in the music and n0body feel it (n0body feel it)
you can leave that unattended i guarantee no one gon’ steal it (n0body want that)
you got some b-tch in your blood and i’m gon’ be the one to reveal it
i am a million ticket
i am the prince of wicked
here is my d-ck so l!ck it
copied my style and bit it
you wanna be me just f-cking admit it
(they thought they feelings was hurt it’s time to chop it down on em’)
ouija macc with a (?) coming up from the back
b-tch i’m on your ass like a plumber crack
let me find out where you p-ssy boys slumber at
you don’t want none of that. sh-t is a shame
b-tch i am folding my paper allow me to show you the crane (yuh)
[chorus]

- ouija macc

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