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letra de dirty south - ski mask the slump god

[intro: $ki mask the slump god & spookyleann]
ayyyy
ski ski
lean god
ski ski
lean god lean god
ayyyyy
ouu
ayyyyy
don’t touch
my
hoe
lean god slump god
lean god slump god
ski ski

[verse 1: $ki mask the slump god]
p-ssy boy don’t wanna cross my path
cus like a black cat
think it’s bad luck b-tch
you guessed it
i’ma f-ck em up
they ain’t nothin funny
bout the money i’ma run it up
mo’ bucks than bugs bunny
b-tch i’ma count it up

[verse 2: spookyleann]
my third eye is open
i’m adderall focused
you claimin you real well just show it (aye)
my third eye is open
get stretched like a trojan
coolin wit yo b-tch and i got her wet as a ocean

[verse 3: $ki mask the slump god & spookyleann ]
she dirty like derby
she suck me like kirby
resemble casper how i ghost on a hoe
[spookyleann]
and i’m the dead pleaser
drug game give her seizures
while in indonesia i’mma roll up all this reefer
[$ki mask the slump god]
acid tabs, with the dab
feel like a jab to the throat (aye)
[spookyleann]
lean on the spliff and your b-tch down to f-ck
and she taste nicotine from the pulp (aye)
[$ki mask the slump god]
i’m off to costa rica, we so foreign need a bloodclaat visa
that weed you smoking cheaper
back it up, i’mma learn em’ just like a teacher (aye)

[verse 4: spookyleann]
i’m leanin’ cause i’m spooky
he said there i be so [?]
i swear that these b-tches mechanics
‘cause all these hoes tryna squeak me
no curry but i am a k!ller
i’m p-ssin’ out bars i feel like a dealer
she calling me father because i’m a god
don’t clap when i rap, don’t need no applause (aye)
sippin’ no snitching, don’t hang with the law
rappers niagara cause’ all of them fall
wait just a minute, the f-cks in my cup?
ain’t no “just chillin” she rolling my blunt
l-lean on the spliff and then she down to f-ck
i go hard in the paint and i’m busting a nut
pull down her drawers, make her take off her tee
and she moaning too loud, make to turn up the beat
that fits
she steady trippin’, she did gymnastics on my d-ck
she flippin’
now we in action that’s why she is missing (aye)
lean on the spliff and then she down to f-ck
i go hard in the paint, and i’m busting a nut
lean on the spliff and then she down to f-ck
i go hard in the paint, and i’m busting a nut
b-tches stupid, better stay safe, say your grace
‘cause all of my n-ggas one day is really gorillas
don’t wanna see anyone of my apes (aye)
oh, they call 12 so i guess time to shake
i got a bad b-tch in almost every state
medusa head on me, you can not relate
your b-tch on my phone to take her on a date
now it’s a party ‘cause we on the mollys
and now it’s a party, she ride me no harley
her -ss looking black but she is white girl gnarly
but oh my lordy that hoe is like forty
and looking confused
you can’t keep your body
i just want your nudes, i’m just being real but you claiming i’m rude
josé got them hoes but these hoes is confused
but they still finna hang with us
they see i make moves
she try to play hard to get but it’s a faux
try to run game but i will never chase, be patient
why would i waste my time on you when i get something better

[hook: $ki mask the slump god]
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she suck me like kirby
tell me which b-tch is worthy?
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she dirty like derby
she suck me like kirby
tell me which b-tch is worthy?

[verse 5: $ki mask the slump god]
better with my n-ggas
like i’m on a slave ship
bet we put these knives through your neck
like a face lift
but i bet your b-tch fold like a f-cking paper clip
now they tryna call me zelda
how i’m slang me a b-tch
d-mn, ski mask in it
hit her with the wood like a splinter
p-ssy n-gga, how you feeling?
bombaclart -ss boy, and your b-tch (ski, ski, ski)
aye, i’m tryna get up in her
like spirit on christmas winter
i’m barred out, penitentiary
jaw up when she sucking me
call on anyone you wanna be ski mask?
who you wanna be?
tell em’ different ids, i am anybody i wanna be
double cup, f-ck it up
f-cking her b-tt, never f-cking her but
i’m slump god and on god
my b-tch -ss fatter than a spirit bomb
might just swerve, probably hit the curb
make a f-cking n-gga be jerked
cause i flip the skrt, and make it hurt
and my d-ck will beat her up like jimi jon boy
i say you drill like dentist
couple milligrams and i doze
flow all the b-tch f-ckin’ boats
deny it if she tell you, get that p-ssy wetter the most
b-tch her panties gon’ drop like the drop top
tryna show off just enough like crop top
pimpin’ on lock like i grind it in the slip-knot
all i get is top, like i put her in a headlock, headlock

- ski mask the slump god

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