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letra de ​theresnotime - ​sadboyshaq

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[intro: sadboyshaq, sketch]
“”
ahem, yeah
your mans dead
go find that n-gga, he probably in the traphouse somewhere
dead, rotting
i don’t know
ahh

[chorus: sadboyshaq, sketch]
chop up his body on the camera, they calling me crazy
my n-ggas in the field, i throw that ball like tom brady
b-tch, i’m the star on the team, you know you can’t trade me
if he with his f-cking family, might as well just k!ll the baby
tell your b-tch to duck her nugget, boy, that’s if you love her
your ass hear them shots and you gone hide up on the covers
b-tch, i take me a little perc, i be smooth just like some b-tter

[verse 1: sadboyshaq]
it ain’t nothing to take your life, yeah i told him twice
b-tch, i hawk a n-gga down, they gone call me jerry rice
hanging out with some white people that’ll k!ll your ass, they polite
i know some n-ggas that’ll crash out when they catch you at the light
i don’t got no steel bar, b-tch, you know i’m upping pipes
you take it far, i take it further, i shoot up the candle light

you up the score up on my mans, b-tch, you gone pay the f-cking price
i catch him lacking and i’m like kurt cobain on that one night
in mexico, ain’t coming back, b-tch, imma catch me one flight
k!ll your mans on the plane, b-tch i’m out, in tobago
put a hole in your ass, he not a human, he a bagel

i get my shooter takis cause you know he shoot the fuego
both the glocks related, call them different, call them abel
b-tch, i’m sipping on this syrup, i ain’t talking no maple
light the rocket, cody rhodes, i put your ass straight through the table
shot him in his head, on the weekend, that’s if i’m able
flip it through your f-cking braincells, b-tch, i call it cable
n-gga talking all these cap stories, why he telling fables
[bridge]
“pick ya mans up”
“ok, ok, look”
“get up, get up, get up”

[chorus: sadboyshaq, sketch]
chop up his body on the camera, they calling me crazy
my n-ggas in the field, i throw that ball like tom brady
b-tch, i’m the star on the team, you know you can’t trade me
if he with his f-cking family, might as well just k!ll the baby
tell your b-tch to duck her nugget, boy, that’s if you love her
your ass hear them shots and you gone hide up on the covers
b-tch, i take me a little perc, i be smooth just like some b-tter

[verse 2: sadboyshaq]
see that n-gga in the street, hope to god we k!ll each other
i call your ass a son, cause they call me a motherf-cker
on the highway doing 80 in the hummer
his ass died last year, but they found him this summer
feel like so-so, call me green, f-ck n-gga, that’s a jumper
this b-tch wanna lie, i find out, b-tch, imma dump her
ah, f-ck
b-tch imma-

[outro: sketch]

- sadboyshaq

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