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letra de feeling sick - shiestysob

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[intro]
(lifetime n-gga, i’ma pop out at the right time n-gga)

[chorus]
remember i was f-cked up on my d-ck, that b-tch, she wanted to leave
told my young n-gga to stick to the plan, i’ma pass you the ball and set you the screen
b-tches be hoes just jumping on d-ck, don’t use a condom but saying they’re clean
n-ggas be cap in their raps, keep saying their strapped, but n-ggas be loose at the stream
b-tch keep tryna eat d-ck, i’m telling her no, she talking ’bout lifetime mean
opps keep fishing the block, we pop out with switches and drac’s, we clearing the scene
don’t put your trust in a b-tch, they all say they love you but knowing they really don’t mean it

[break]
i just signed a deal with [?] now somehow b-tches on my p-n-s

[chorus 2]
i told [?] grab the blatt, he trying to stop something, he be fiening
pin her to the bed, i’m b-lls-deep in, my d-ck, it got her screaming
don’t spin where i’m at, your car will get stopped
they tried to pull where i’m at, their sh-t done got boxed
we got fifties on blatts and ars with stocks
if you f-ck with the opps that’s not really smart
if you flex on the gram, that’s how you get robbed
lil’ b-tch ate the d-ck like corn on the cob
he got hit in his chest, should’ve went through his heart
n-gga wasn’t the men so he got his ass robbed
n-gga wasn’t the men so he got his ass bagged
i won’t jump in the car ‘less it’s tinted and fast
we on [?] 95, [?] smashing the gas
we be getting the f-ck when the law ride past
b-tch tryna eat d-ck but her jawline bad
n-ggas be cap on the gram, they be making me mad
put that sh-t on their man, had their whole hood sad
you get hit by that drac’ you get put in the past
n-gga diss me in songs but they really be fast
got the wiz back home tryna make some crash n-gga
[chorus]
remember i was f-cked up on my d-ck, that b-tch, she wanted to leave
told my young n-gga to stick to the plan, i’ma pass you the ball and set you the screen
b-tches be hoes just jumping on d-ck, don’t use a condom but saying they’re clean
n-ggas be cap in their raps, keep saying their strapped, but n-ggas be loose at the stream
b-tch keep tryna eat d-ck, i’m telling her no, she talking ’bout lifetime mean
opps keep fishing the block, we pop out with switches and drac’s, we clearing the scene
don’t put your trust in a b-tch, they all say they love you but knowing they really don’t mean it

[chorus 2]
i told [?] grab the blatt, he trying to stop something, he be fiening
pin her to the bed, i’m b-lls-deep in, my d-ck, it got her screaming
don’t spin where i’m at, your car will get stopped
they tried to pull where i’m at, their sh-t done got boxed
we got fifties on blatts and ars with stocks
if you f-ck with the opps that’s not really smart
if you flex on the gram, that’s how you get robbed
lil’ b-tch ate the d-ck like corn on the cob
he got hit in his chest, should’ve went through his heart
n-gga wasn’t the men so he got his ass robbed
n-gga wasn’t the men so he got his ass bagged
i won’t jump in the car ‘less it’s tinted and fast
we on [?] 95, [?] smashing the gas
we be getting the f-ck when the law ride past
b-tch tryna eat d-ck but her jawline bad
n-ggas be cap on the gram, they be making me mad
put that sh-t on their man, had their whole hood sad
you get hit by that drac’ you get put in the past
n-gga diss me in songs but they really be fast
got the wiz back home tryna make something crash n-gga
[outro]
(tryna make something crash n-gga, b-tch!)
(got the wiz back home tryna make something crash n-gga)
(long live the men, free the men n-gga)
(b-tch)

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