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letra de chomp chomp! - shehateskodoku

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verse 1 (shehateskodoku):
i can call a shooter with a stick n-gga cl!ck clack
shawty suck my d-ck but you really want yo b-tch back
can’t guard me lil n-gga its a mismatch
pull up ona n-gga talking she he get b-tch slapped
mac 11 sauce ordering beef like its a big mac
i can run the beat up up in seconds like a long track
running up the bills just like a motherf-cking comcast
masked up in yo neighborhood you know that we in all black
i can call yo b-tch up on the phone hangup n call back
never had another plan lil n-gga i won’t fall back
that’s why b-tches hate me and these lil n-ggas all mad
p-ssy n-gga talking lil b-tch i let my stick talk
shooting at his feet i make a motherf-cker crip walk
had a n-gga flabergasted n-gga that’s a big talk
only hit me up foe d-ck and money get the b-tch blocked
bling bling bloaw p-ssy n-gga that’s the wrist watch
suck my d-ck n then after i nut b-tch you can hit rocks
i got lil homies on the block selling moonrock
boondocks riley with glock a n-gga get popped
who shot that’s the hot topic got a hot shot
hop scotch all upon my d-ck the b-tch go nonstop
crokpot cook a n-gga up serving the poprock
n-ggas talking sh-t i let em loose just like a chomp chomp
before she eat d-ck she saying cheers just like a pomp pomp
p-ssy n-gga talking leave em in the chop shop
not talk leave a f-ck n-gga in the drop top
mop mop n-gga onna ground sleeping nonstop
verse 2 (sebzera):
mouth on my d-ck like a chomp chomp
f-ck from the back make it shake like a pom pom ugh (ugh)
i got some racks like a mall do ugh (ugh)
hit yo’ baby up in the mall dude ugh (ugh)
imma pay you back when i want to ugh (ugh)
how you wanna trap? you dont ball dude ugh (ugh)
got yo b-tch wet imma f-ck too ugh (ugh)
motherf-ck- why you laugh? im serious
half my shawties wanna f-ck, my sign aquarius
all this drank got me feeling quite furious
sh-t, my new name? h20 delirious
n-gga catch a bullet, jerry rice
imma cook ya’ body up in different herbs and spices
next time, run up – i bet i won’t be nice
playin’ with yo’ soul, you n-ggas dead on my life b-tch

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