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letra de pizzaparty! - rjldiablo

[intro: ray j]
yeah
(rj diablo, man, you know what it is)

[chorus: rjldiablo]
ayy, she wantin’ this d, she f-ckin’ with me
she f-cking with rj, he f-cked on your b
i was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
and b-tch, i’m ferel like skateboard p
i’m sipping on lean, i doubled my cs
i bussed down my b-tch in some brand-new lv
i ride with the gs, b-tch, where is the keys?
b-tch, we in skyrim, we aim for the knees
ayy, she wantin’ this d, she f-ckin’ with me
she f-cking with rj, he f-cked on your b
i was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
and b-tch, i’m ferel like skateboard p
i’m sipping on lean, i doubled my cs
i bussed down my b-tch in some brand-new lv
i ride with the gs, b-tch, where is the keys?
b-tch, we in skyrim, we aim for the knees

[verse 1: rjldiablo]
if you wan’ pull up, then i guess we could talk ’bout it
you talk that sh-t about me just to get clouted
i was raised in the ends, so then, boy, i hopped out it
booked it to the suburbs, now i ain’t gotta worry ’bout sh-t
rj, he gang, and he f-cked on your b-tch
he bought her chanel from trapping them bricks
was trapping them kilos before i did sh-t
fights in nursery, i was really ’bout it
i f-cked on your b-tch because she called me cute
i showed her the missile and then she went boom
young lil’ rj and he back with a tune
let’s air out the room, bl!zzxrd’s closet, spread fumes
rj a k!ller, your music is filler
it’s our anniversary, bryson tiller
i’m high like a piller, i’m gangster, i’m driller
hit on a p-ssy, i feel like gorilla
if you wanna talk, then come on, let’s go
i ain’t got time to be f-ckin’ with hoes
my music is sick, yours is gross
if you send a shot then i will riposte
i fire the beam, i ride with the team
i’m dire for lean, you hired to clean
i fire the beam, i ride with the team
i’m dire for lean, you hired to clean
[chorus: rjldiablo]
ayy, she wantin’ this d, she f-ckin’ with me
she f-cking with rj, he f-cked on your b
i was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
and b-tch, i’m ferel like skateboard p
i’m sipping on lean, i doubled my cs
i bussed down my b-tch in some brand-new lv
i ride with the gs, b-tch, where is the keys?
b-tch, we in skyrim, we aim for the knees
ayy, she wantin’ this d, she f-ckin’ with me
she f-cking with rj, he f-cked on your b
i was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
and b-tch, i’m ferel like skateboard p
i’m sipping on lean, i doubled my cs
i bussed down my b-tch in some brand-new lv
i ride with the gs, b-tch, where is the keys?
b-tch, we in skyrim, we aim for the knees, oh yeah

[bridge: skipper the tipper]
tyler made the beat
tyler made the beat
tyler made the beat
tyler made the beat
i’m tripping to my feet
that b-tch is honest cheatin’
i’m rockin’ with my cleaves
ayy, hold on, ayy
ayy, ayy, yeah
[verse 2: skipper the tipper, rjldiablo]
step on the block then i shot him
with all of his money i sure could of bought him
his body don’t float it went to the bottom
i’m not very merry but you know that i’m poppin’
a skull on my hip
extended the grip
bag on his head he gone for a trip
left with some sticks
my shootas are quick
he started to run got fixed like my whip
designer on my hip when i flee on the scene
his trails are bl–dy, my trails are green
holes like a net when i empty the ‘zine
mess around with some adults i’m only a teen
b-tch, i don’t mean gangs when i mention the blocks
eating disorder, you can eat on this glock
he fly with the crowd he fly with the flock
steal his b-tch and she giving the gawk (ayy, haha)
shoot him by the dock
bad b-tch on my c-ck
she slurp it up, eat white, it ain’t chalk
pull up to our block, but we keep a glock
ayy, and it’s a pizza party, watch out
don’t talk ’cause you might get washed right now
don’t come to the hood ’cause you might get shot now, uh, but

- rjldiablo

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