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letra de $uper bitch $tealer - rjldiablo

[intro]
i’ma go steal your b-tch, motherf-cker (haha)
ayy, ayy, ayy, what’s you gon’ do? what you gon’ do? huh?
yeah, i’m a f-ckin’, uh – mastermind
yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
hey

[verse 1]
b-tch stealer, i go all across the globe
when i f-ck your b-tch then i’m outta control
’cause i do it so fast so she finish so quick
i’m $uper b-tch $tealer so i give her this d-ck
yeah, yeah, i got a rolls royce in my garage
got a b-tch from toronto and that b-tch ain’t some average
b-tch that you’d get from the supermarket sellin’ cabbage
rjldiablo, i’ma head out, motherf-cker i’ma vanish (poof)
’cause i’m perfеct in her set
you ain’t near mе, boy, shut up
or i’ll send my men and you’ll get cut up
i don’t need a condom, my d-ck’s already made of rubber, uh

[interlude: milf news reporter & civilian]
breaking news: $uper b-tch $tealer just stole a thotty from the street!
here, citizen of this city, what did you see?
that man there straight swooped that b-tch outta the ground, y’all seen that?
then he f-cking, uh, bought the b-tch a coffee
like, who, nah, what does that?
why would he do that, you ask?
’cause he’s $uper b-tch $tealer, muhf-cker!
we are very sorry there, people
but the police are now on his tail
hopefully to find his secret lair
where he’s rumoured to have numerous s-x-slaves
now we just wait to find out
[bridge: rjldiablo & woman]
now, b-tch, don’t pass out (i will!)
i’m sorry, but you gotta hold it back (i can’t! put me down!)
don’t worry, but you’ll be back home soon (put me down!)
if you insist! (no! -splat-)
(re-re-rewind this sh-t, man)
(b-b-b-back we go!) ayy, ayy, ayy

[verse 2: rjldiablo]
i’m sorry, but don’t pass out (what? what?)
i’ll get you to the cash now (like what? yeah)
i’ll do the f-ckin’ dash now (okay, okay, okay)
all your music f-ckin’ trash now (oh yeah)
i might fly your b-tch to cancun (oh yeah, okay)
go to mars, on the d-mn dunes (the d-mn what?)
might take your b-tch to the d-mn moon (neuro$pace, b-tch)
you my opp and we ran you (we ran you, motherf-cker)
ayy, but i still got some sh-t in the past with old friends
and i wanna see ’em ’cause i can’t let go o’ them
still wanna see ’em all together
’cause that’s how it was planned out
i wanna see ’em again, get to the cash now (cash now, ayy)
but they don’t f-cking care about me (no, no)
i promised that i’d fly ’em out to saudi (yeah, yeah)
i wanted to buy ’em all an audi (true, true)
but they was always fightin’, they was shoutin’ (yeah, yeah, ayy)

- rjldiablo

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