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letra de swamp water - quentin ahmad dagod

swamp water lyrics
[verse 1: quentin ahmad dagod]

said you like the air that you breathe
important like the leaves on trees
‘fore f-cking with me
know i’m coming like the time she bleed
deadbeat, disappear, had to land to see
magic plan to rock families green
we’re selling standards in the d
turn to outline blind streets
flashing lights, spectators, fox on the scene
put your dreams on hold, see my sh-t unfold
final stanza, he who laugh last, laugh the loudest
clam chowder, shoot like jae crowder
you jay reeves, pot on the god, divine schemes
your best attack uselеss against me
shao kahn with the hammer, laugh rеpeatedly
carry the nine like vision, you chopped liver
options become slim fat reaper, be warned
it’s dangerous, global warming, come the torment
blind eyes feel what i’m saying, deaf ears see we ain’t playing
sh-t amazing, woah

[chorus]
swim in swamps, wrestle crocodiles
this the easel, i’m the art, f-ck how it sound
swim in swamps, wrestle crocodiles
this the easel, i’m the art, f-ck how it sound

[verse 2:bruiser wolf]
yeah
okay, i flooded the streets, get you a plunger
dealing with snakes, crack in my pants like a plumber
money hungry, my pockets growling
thought the money was calling but it was pocket dialing
you need blow? call us
ain’t got no pets but when people visit i put the dog up
i had the boy and the girl in the trenches
it was family business, feds snapping photos was our family pictures
got it for the low, clearance
all these years together and the white girl still haven’t met my parents
i can sell weight to patients
i’m a hustler, i can sell wait to patience
chain hanging like zelooper paintings
i’m a poet who was born poe like edgar allen
you twelve like macallan, wood grain make the range feel like a cabin
i drink from a chalice
eating shrimp scampi and scallops. it was work in the compartment
my lady delivered 4 in a baby now she got post partem
my rhymes complex, napoleon
my n-ggas in the va sell lean, petroleum
i been sh-tting, i feel like i gotta go again
the trap slapping, the trap slapping, open hand
i was down and out, i was sleeping on my baby momma couch
bouncing back, that’s what it was all about
but now i got the trap jumping like i caught a mouse
the bag coming, this white girl ain’t a woman
[outro: sample]
everybody stop!
now since they thought i was an assh0l-
now i’mma show yall what i was talking about
can’t no n-gga do what my make-up do
and that’s my family. and that’s how i’m goin
you can see me when you see me
see me in the streets, n-gga!

- quentin ahmad dagod

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