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letra de spaghetti - shlave

[intro]
(it’s shlave!)

[chorus]
yo b-tch slurp me up like spaghetti spaghetti
ice on my neck they baguettes baguettes
chain on me cold like a yeti a yeti
she suck on my b-lls they real sweaty they sweaty
i f-ck on her bestie she sucked on my testies
i shoot my nut out like confetti confetti
always talk sh-t you real petty you petty
glock to yo head blow yo brains out already

[verse 1]
i got them diamonds they shine yeah they gliss
bust down rollie all on my wrist
my homie jhit boy be swervin in the wraith
jhit tales will blow you just gotta have faith
b-tch i’m real humble give credit where it’s do
if yo sh-t is ass you know i’ll tell the truth
you just gotta grind and be where you wanna be
if you put in the work then the rest is history
f-ck all the hate i know your a fan b-tch
your a p-ssy white boy you scared so you went an snitched
she blow my d-ck hard like that b-tch part of isis
told her ride this, go inside it
flow so clean b-tch i’m the nicest
i can’t hide it, i decided
i’m gon be at the top
do what you want b-tch i will not stop
you think otherwise the soap i’ll make you drop
but i ain’t g-y it was just a joke
make dat lil b-tch give me some throat
she ride my d-ck just like a boat
like penny wise b-tch i’ll make you float
b-tch i freestyle i don’t need no notes
ice on me cold b-tch i need a coat
everything i say is a quote
you know my status they call me a goat
(yuh)
[chorus]
yo b-tch slurp me up like spaghetti spaghetti
ice on my neck they baguettes baguettes
chain on me cold like a yeti a yeti
she suck on my b-lls they real sweaty they sweaty
i f-ck on her bestie she sucked on my testies
i shoot my nut out like confetti confetti
always talk sh-t you real petty you petty
glock to yo head blow yo brains out already

[verse 2]
(shlat)
you know that i keep the strap
you know that i got my team on my back
you know that your songs are ass yeah they wack
(huh)
you know that i got them racks
chill on my yacht i named my sh-t hijack
yo b-tch bust it open you know i attack
k!lled her p-ssy now i got to buy it back
send her p-ssy to the gulag and it lost
f-ck with rosa he’ll shoot you with secret sauce
i’ll never take an l in gulag b-tch i’m a boss
don’t know who to trust to me they all edgar ross
f-ck her in her mouth her p-ssy don’t exist
she stroking on my shaft she give a lil twist
she going up and down fast she say it hurts her wrist
i said then just suck my d-ck
i warned her that my jizz looks just like spaghetti
she still wanted more she told me that she’s ready
she wanted tomato sauce all in her throat
it was like when you drop mentos in coke
i held her head close and she start to choke
d-mn she gone i got to move on
d-mn what i say about yo b-tch
uh?
(oh yea)
[chorus]
yo b-tch slurp me up like spaghetti spaghetti
ice on my neck they baguettes baguettes
chain on me cold like a yeti a yeti
she suck on my b-lls they real sweaty they sweaty
i f-ck on her bestie she sucked on my testies
i shoot my nut out like confetti confetti
always talk sh-t you real petty you petty
glock to yo head blow yo brains out already

[outro]
(shlavo sh-t!)

- shlave

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