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letra de the !llest - skum from deathcamp

[part 1]
[intro]
ill boy, ill boy, ill boy, ill boy
(you know, she has big tits, big booty)
(she suckin′ like f-ckin’ kim kardashian)

[verse 1]
yeah, the ill boys are back in this b-tch
i′ma rap ’till i get me a benz (benz)
flow is so crazy, make your b-tch bust right in her pants (pants)
couple of years me and pari., gon’ get a grammy and we gon′ dance
you′re running in circles and circles
and ya’ll don′t know what you gon’ do with your life
we chose the good path and we gon′ make a living
huh, sh-t that’s right
uh, my sh-t is steady and ya′ll gotta duck
and i’m countin’ the cash, i got 22 bucks
just cause i′m keepin′ it private
it don’t me i don′t got no b-tches just ridin’, ridin′, ridin’, ridin′
yeah, yeah
uh, she so wet i call her poseidon, f-ck
the kmg boys be just hidin’, f-ck
bettеr back your ass off
when sk-mmy is on these tracks hoе
we’ve been building our lives and we gonna call it lego
huh, take no hits, my life is black just like licorice
hoe you know that i am better, just be for real
yeah, be for real
just be for real
r finna come into r, pause
with a o & u, huh, sh-t, that′s bars
see i just edged all of you right there
huh
[verse 2]
i guess you like guys with r′s in their name
tell me hoe, how you gon’ get your fame
ill boy not the one to discriminate
boutta diss half of greece, wait what′s my name?
shout out to that boy ap, wait i told you
shout out to lili greg, wait what holds you?
shout out to my boy petrou, yeah he on my roster
not sayin’ other names, they not rastas

[part 2]
[intro]
yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah
ill boy!

[verse]
how you gon′ f-ck someone else?
cause he ain’t accept the head
h-llo kitty b-tch, all she want is some s-x
feelin′ so electrified i’m runnin’ for pres-
no life, no father, you just givin′ them head
you such a hoe, huh
you such a hoe, huh
you such a hoe, huh
you such a hoe, huh
yeah, come alive, take you to another life, hoe
you ain′t gotta lie, you ain’t gotta lie, yuh
come alive, take you to another life, bruh
calm your ass down, you ain′t gotta lie bruh
smokin’ on a junt, with my homies drinkin′ o.e
[outro]
stop off, stop off at the liquor store
you ain’t gotta lie, you-, you ain′t gotta lie
you ain’t gotta lie, homie, you ain’t gotta try
you ain′t gotta lie, homie, you ain′t gotta try
you ain’t gotta lie, homie-

- skum from deathcamp

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