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letra de made it into (3)9 (freestyle) - rjldiablo

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just a little complicated, god, thank god, thank god i made it
still a little somber, ain’t it? 39 be nominated
39 done dominated, stackin’ up the commas, baby
cleanin’ like a romba, baby, and now that i’ve got it, save me
uh, tryna talk tough when they in the shower flexin’ ribs
sayin’ that, sayin’ this, sayin’ that they put some bullets in some ribs
suckin’ d-ck, at your b-tch’s house f-ckin’ quick
he be on some other sh-t, don’t care ’bout your brothers, b-tch
they still young, we don’t worry ’bout them, baby
sayin’ they got dollars that ain’t proper, ultra-sound ’em, baby
i’ve been looking on the radar for people like you
why thе f-ck you ’round here? ’cause wе all wanna fight you
and i made it into year nine, how the f-ck you got nine?
friends, you wish you got mine, people d-ck ridin’ all time
how the f-ck is you a g.o.a.t? opps stabbed right up in they throat (39, 39, 39, 39)
names, they rhyme with g-y-oh, hit up shawty, “ayo”
she wan’ taste my mayo, she wan’ get the flavour
and she hit the notes like quavo, i was six, i used to eat quavers
wasn’t ever worried ’bout a label, to walk to the store with my nan i was able
man, she wan’ suck my d-ck, man, she wan’ suck my d-ck
and she gon’ do it quick, and she gon’ do it quick
that b-tch’ll make me sick, that b-tch might make sick
gotta diss on your whole gang, a whole lotta pr-cks
she a fat b-tch, yet she thinkin’ she hard
she a fat b-tch, i might shoot her on the yard (doo-doo-doo)
she a fat b-tch, i won’t lay that b-tch on the mattress
why would a want her? out of all the pickings she’s the fat—
derogitory language detected and revoked
that’s revoked, go get choked, soft like yolk
see your face on the screen, changing lanes with the remote

- rjldiablo

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