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letra de seppuku (feat. baldie balboa) - rob apollo

[chorus: rob apollo]
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you broke ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you hoe ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you broke ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you hoe ass n-gga

[verse 1: rob apollo]
said she wanted 5 guys she ain’t talkin’ bout burgers
i pull up with 4 friend and that p-ssy getting murdered
jk, i don’t do trains
i ain’t sharing no brain that’s my baby no gerber
i’m a earn her, i’m a flirter
lil’ left curve mid size won’t hurt her
turnin’ down p-ssy like lil nas x
if it ain’t my girl or my ex i’ma curve her
i just got the lamb i ain’t talkin’ bout ‘borghini
throw it over rice then i cut in some zucchini
i ain’t gonna cap i be with shordies that is teeny
but when we all alone sh-t i promise she be eating
i promise she be eating, meat is what she needing
lil s-x addict i be really at the meetings
i really got a sponsor, i’m really that sleazy
i can’t say no sh-t it’s really that easy
whole time i’m with her
i’m like d-mn should i leave her
whole time i’m single
i’m like d-mn i really need her
i really got ocd diagnosed
baby i can’t help it i was born to be a cheater
aye
pop out with 2 sticks think i’m chinese
let the twin glock slide and they siamese
i be on that sh-t, i’m fleas
suck on the tity like i’m three
woah -baby sounds- on the tity like i’m three
suckin’ on the tity like i’m three
[acapella: rob apollo and baldie balboa]
these n-ggas is gluten free vegan pizza
they got a little sauce
but don’t come with no bread or cheese

[hook]
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you broke ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you hoe ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you broke ass n-gga
jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
you hoe ass n-gga

[pre-verse: baldie balboa]
if i lived like you i would jump off a bridge
make a n-gga wanna k!ll myself
if i was you i’d k!ll myself
swear to god y’all so down bad
if i don’t got no bread i’m mad
how could you ever get so down bad
t’d up and i stay in my bag
t’d up

[verse 2: baldie balboa)
n-gga just die if you don’t make the cut
text your b-tch like wine in my cup
fire react ’til i’m all in her guts
only time i’ma cap is on top of her jugs
hop out the whip in some boots like blade
i’m with 57 n-ggas it’s a pride parade (we g-y)
look at me wrong you gone die today
you ain’t made no bread you should die today
how many times you gonna post that link
i’m startin’ to think bein’ broke is a kink
y’all so down bad n-gga i’m on the brink
i’m a hit bumbo’s n-gga i need a drink
[sample]
here go another player tip
you gotta k!ll yourself

[bridge: rob apollo and baldie balboa]
you n-ggas so broke
you should jump off a cliff
you should jump out a plane
you should jump out a whip
you should jump off a train
you should jump off a ship
you should jump off the porch
you should jump out a blimp
you should jump off a skyscr-per
onto a moving car
it doesn’t matter who you are
you should jump down the stairs
you should jump off my d-ck
these n-ggas so broke
this sh-t make me sick

- rob apollo

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