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letra de bleach (remix) - queezy q

[verse 1: queezy q]
i plug ya b-tch like a leak
i pull out and nut on her t–th (nut on her what? yeah)
i got the code like a cheat
we stay on the ice like a leaf (ice, woah)
ain’t hit her phone in a week
now she drinkin’ bleach like a reef (chuggin that bih, yeah)
she sees this d-ck in her dreams (woah, yeah)
i got a problem (okay)
these boys are all cap
i’m not talkin’ colin
i’m not talkin’ tyler
but you know i hang out with b-st-rds and goblins
ya b-tch is head bobbin’
she broke off the pie now i needed some toppin’ (glug glug)
i pull up, they hop in (skrt)
hendrix said that you can do what you want when you poppin’
[interlude: queezy q]
but i’m not poppin’
that might mean i should stop it
or maybe the opposite
i know that i have one shot at this (woah, yeah)
i know that i have one shot at this (woah, yeah)
wait

[chrous: queezy q]
this sh-t bouta slap
i wanted to smash
but she was a ratchet hoe (oh no)
and i left that b-tch in the dust (dust)
but i don’t feel bad no more (h-ll no)
when you smokin’ gas
they all wanna match
i don’t like to preach
but i’m sayin’ facts
and i need it now
so i’m movin’ fast
that wh0re in ya car
but she in my past (woah, woah)
you is a b-tchboy
what do you stand for? (yeah, yeah)
b-tch i’m a beachboy
i’m in the sand more (yeah, woah)
pull up six deep with them boys you ain’t planned for (yeah, yeah)
then we took his nug he paid twenty a gram for (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2: ssjishmael]
f-ck on ya b-tch and go deep
i f-ck on ya b-tch while you sleep (yuh)
n-ggas be mad at me
i pull up and spray with the heat (doo doo doo doo)
she like to suck and swallow
she pull up and gobble my meat (suck it b-tch)
n-ggas be outta date
you boys be obsolete
pink pedicure toes got me l!ckin’ her feet (let’s go)
ballin’ like d rose but i don’t got a f-cked up knee (swish)
now y’all protest with colin
but y’all wasn’t takin a knee
but what i can i say
i’m stuck in my ways so don’t take after me
this sh-t finna slap
i cannot cap
you take a nap
i cannot lack
i gotta stack
i got a pack
get it and gone
move cadillacs
i can’t relax
gotta attack
not in my future
you in the past
kiss my ass
i’m in my bag
you not in first
you stuck in last
[outro: queezy q]
yeah, yeah
you stuck in last
me and ish chasin’ a bag
skeet on ya b-tch in the back (yeah)

- queezy q

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