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letra de crossover episode - saint goose

[intro]
aye, florist

[verse 1: lilnedbigby]
i wear red clothes just like a bunny gang
walk around town with my head all wobbly
[?] new migraine
going downtown cause i got a sugar [?]
i just overdosed on some crack
i take a advil, i need [?]
no, lukerman is not on this track
cause he’s too busy eating dead rats
slob on my kn-b then i jump for joy
then i go to mcdonald’s just to ask for a toy
i’m rapping so fast like lil force
im awesome, he does a decoy
i’m fluent in like thirty languages
break your desk, i won’t pay for the damages
tears are coming down high on the cannibis
if you don’t believe me then i’ll speak some spanish
[?]
i own no [?]
imma do a dance and i have some pie
i’m ski mask then i jump and die
and i lost my arm and i can’t hit the woah
danny, how you feel?
i feel like eminem
abadebdbedbebdeb
i’m gonna k!ll you, i’m gonna go shear you
i have a bad disease, i hate you like i hate apostrophes
i’m gonna act hard like i’m in the street
and my mom is cooking steak and brie
okay!
alalalalau
[verse 2: lukerman]
aye, i’m on your block
i keep the glock
mobin’ in the streets and i stay with the flock
i don’t do no taxes, i hit l!cks around the clock
in new york, i milly rock
if you don’t stop that talk
and i’m playing basketball and i just scored a basket
you are very small and i put you in a casket
you ain’t bout that action, you get split like a fraction
i just slashed your tires, ain’t n0body saw it happen
saint goose, reid a book
in the stu’ i cook
i’m always stackin’ [?] so call me captain hook
i get behind the wheel, you get stung like an eel
it was made of steel
an orange peel
i pull up to your house with your neck made of [?]
i don’t make no money so my house is very cold i got no heater
i’mma drive a beater
i think you need braces cause you got t–th like a beaver

[verse 3: payday]
it’s me baby [?]
before i fashion new versace
look at how these b-tches watch me
all they do is f-cking copy
they say “payday, you so c-cky”
b-tch, i eat my f-cking broccoli
now that all my veggies gone
i’mma play some pokemon
i drank all the nyquil and i passed out in the lot
my mom just beat my ass and says she wishes i was gone
i looked her in the face and told that b-tch that i agree
now i’m in my backyard hanging from a tree
i’m dead, i’m dead, i cannot feel my legs
i’m dead, i’m dead, i cannot feel my legs
911, what the f-ck is your emergency
b-tch, i need a ambulance with the burning urgency
ok motherf-cker, better tell me where the f-ck you at
i don’t know, first let me grab my f-cking map
ooh, let me grab my gat
ooh, let me blow my top
ooh, let me cruise around
ooh, let that 40 pop
ooh, what it do?
who the f-ck is f-cking you? ooh
this b-tch f-cking grounded me
multiple personalities
i’m crazy, i’m crazy
wavy, i’m wavy
looking out the window, i don’t think no one can save me
i’m dying, i’m dying
[outro: payday]
what, what, what, what, what, what?

- saint goose

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