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letra de tempted - rxsemxxn

[verse 1: juice wrld]
my money old, london bridge
she made me sick, swallow kids
still wanna hate, hollow tips
hop in the whip, grand theft auto my clip
suck my d-ck like a baby bottle, poppin’ d-ck
hit ’em with it like ronda rousey, but i win
all these n-ggas that heard about me, they be worried about me, they be really scary ’bout the kid
givenchy my kicks, i’ll never kick it wit’ ’em
if you forgot the drip, balenciaga denim
to a hood n-gga, true religion on the denim
and the polyester versace on the linen
f-cked her rolled off the perkies, kitty, i’ma k!ll it
bullets land on your face, it aimin’ for a kiss
diamonds shine like a star, orion or achilles
sagittarius, horoscope on the semi

[chorus: juice wrld]
i’ma pull up in a bentley, b-tch ride me just like a ten speed
got a .40 with 30s, the auto or semi, extended clip, i got plenty
i count rack after rack, put her in, i’ma slap
my gun just like a b-tch, it’s sittin’ on my lap
i’m a rebel, play heavy metal in the trap
got the red when i pop the phantom in the back (yeah)
[verse 2: rxsemxxn]
i’ma pull in a bently
.40 on me and that b-tch doin 10 speed
we bust it open
we ain’t neva fall back
imma slide on your block with the k and the mac (yeah)
heard your girl giving neck
ain’t talking elastic girl but you get stretched
i feel like nike always get my checks
rosey and jarad ya’ll know who the best

[verse 3: juice wrld]
(yeah), i pop the phantom, pop out
everyday i keep my glock out
i take your b-tch to a c-ck-mouth, wanna see what her slot ’bout
benjamin franklin right now, i need benjamin right now
ruger nueve, got ’em breathin’ heavy
i’m the motherf-ckin’ boss of the sauce, el hefe

[verse 4: rxsemxxn]
are you ready?
get the glock
no machete
gotta .30 round
it’ll tummy tuck you in your belly
extra bullet holes make you p-ss r. kelly
choppa go (glee!) make you sing like nelly
found a girl named betty
who you telling?
put the ruger in my hand
boy you got no manners
girl, you rude feel like stephanie tanner
feel like lil tecca turn you to a dancer
[bridge: juice wrld]
tempted, money on my head, yeah
(tempted, money on my head, yeah)

[verse 3: juice wrld]
pull up to your b-tch house, say she gon’ be right out
backwood smoke, no white owl, white owl
he ain’t got a gun so he say he tryna fight now
momma said knock your lights out, lights out
i’m v.i.p in the club with the ice out
two-hundred down, three dubs for the bling-blaow
i’m the type of n-gga to get a tv show
just to beat your ass, call me jerry springer now
gucci shades on, i don’t even see these hoes
purple rain like prince, pour up ’till i pass out
after i smash, i’m doin the dash
it’s back to the cash, i live on the cash route

- rxsemxxn

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