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letra de hood vamp - sickboyrari

[intro: sickboyrari]
slit, slit, slit
[?], real slit sh-t like… grrrr
glatt, grrrah
phew

[chorus: sickboyrari]
real vamp, might grow some fangs
feel like bladee, gon’ make ’em drain
with my shooters, switchin’ lanes
ain’t doing no switchin’ off that lane
sold yo soul for a lil fame
shawty bad, yeah, lil frame
camaro coupe, yeah, big frame
i’m with some glimes that’s insane
.40 hanging, i can’t tuck it
we on fire like an oven
[?] hanging with my brother
she a thottie, i still love her
[?] like danny glover
these boys moving undercover
draining sh-t, feel like bladee
draining like them boys in sweden
shooting on molly and i be geeking
know we stеpping like new sneakеrs
don’t want no smoke? turn off the heater
[?]
they need to free my cuz [?]
[verse 1: sickboyrari]
they need to free my cuz out pr-nto
they don’t want no smoke like a farmer
with some glimes that do you shiesty
know we steppin’ like new nikes
can’t see yo ass, we shooting on sight
camaro coupe i been on ridin’
real vamp, know how we gleedin’
[?]
if you need some lean, [?]
pour it too, same color red beam
[?] these hoes [?]
real hood vamp, hit the scene, we gleedin’
goth sh-t, hit the scene, we gleedin’
kts, hit the scene, we gleedin’

[chorus: sickboyrari]
real vamp, might grow some fangs
feel like bladee, gon’ make ’em drain
with my shooters, switchin’ lanes
ain’t doing no switchin’ off that lane
sold yo soul for a lil fame
shawty bad, yeah, lil frame
camaro coupe, yeah, big frame
i’m with some glimes that’s insane
.40 hanging, i can’t tuck it
we on fire like an oven
[?] hanging with my brother
she a thottie, i still love her
[?] like danny glover
these boys moving undercover
draining sh-t, feel like bladee
draining like them boys in sweden
shooting on molly and i be geeking
know we stepping like new sneakers
don’t want no smoke? turn off the heater
[?]
they need to free my cuz [?]
[verse 2: hunned mill]
gleedin’, shynin’ with the glime
free my dawgs up outta the pound
bless the guys that hold it down
from [?]
i’m prolly always showin’ off
turn this light into some hard
always pull the calling card
call that [?]
i guess i had a change of heart
but i [?]
all this new new, state of art
on two [?]
but i’m hurt from breaking hearts
now that sh-t i can’t take back
[?]
couldn’t switch up on my last
[?]
i’m good but my b-tches bad
i pull up, these n-ggas sad
i pull up, these b-tches glad
i pull up like shootin’ tres

- sickboyrari

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