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letra de holiday szn - souq

[chorus]
h-holiday season
huh, yuh
boy, it’s mof-ckin’ holiday season (on god) (this is a h-lla high exclusive)
i got the glock in the back of the demon (b-tch) (c-c-casi)
i want the mof-ckin’ green, b-tch i’m fiendin’ (i want it)
huh, yuh, huh, yuh, huh, b-tch i’m fiendin’ for that za (fiendin’)
be- bet that b-tch won’t hit yo line
b-tch, pour up drank, ain’t snort no line (yuh, huh, b-tch, what, slatt)
i- i got the glock in the back of the beamer (for real)
you ain’t tap that b-tch, boy she ain’t even seen ya (what?)
b-tch, i’m all black, can’t see me, john cena (huh, b-tch, yuh)
and i got yo b-tch, and she suckin’ on my p-n-s (she on it)
uh, yuh, she all on my c-ck (huh)
i- i made a band off of sellin’ that rock (huh)
bih, check my jeans, you know i got that guap (lil’ b-tch)
b-tch, hunnids on me, i be saggin’ (slime)
b-tch, balenci’ on me, i be swaggin’ (huh)

[verse]
e- ed hardy on mе, yeah, that dragon (huh)
boy, i heard he likе boys, he a- yuh (yuh)
ay, i heard he like boys, that boy gay (he a f-ggot)
i got the choppa, i’m fin’ let it spray (sprayin’)
makin’ them bands, boy, i do it today (on god)
b-tch, lil souq is a god (yuh)
two- two white b-tches, and both of ’em broads (huh)
yuh, i- i got a white b-tch on me, a fatty (she fatty)
i see a opp, i’ma hop out that caddy’ (hop out)
whe- where that boy at? yeah, we gon’ find his addy’ (huh, b-tch, for real)
we caught that boy, he got popped like an eddy’
boy, i just be on the drugs (i be on ’em)
762s, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no slugs (nah)
bi- b-tch, it’s lil souq, i be baggin’ all these sl-ts (huh)
bo- boy, yo music ass, boy, get up off my nuts (b-tch, what?)
what, he talkin’ sh-t, yeah, he finna get slimed (slatt)
what’s in my sprite? yeah, lil’ b-tch, its a nine (on god)
i’m talkin a nine of the act’ (huh, b-tch, what?)
you- you ain’t doin’ sh-t, yeah, that sh-t just an act (get off)
these boys be d-ck ridin’, say get off my sack (huh)
huh, yuh, b-tch, yuh
[chorus]
boy, it’s mof-ckin’ holiday season (on god)
i got the glock in the back of the demon (b-tch)
i want the mof-ckin’ green, b-tch i’m fiendin’ (i want it)
huh, yuh, huh, yuh, huh, b-tch i’m fiendin’ for that za (fiendin’)
be- bet that b-tch won’t hit yo line
b-tch, pour up drank, ain’t snort no line (yuh, huh, b-tch, what, slatt)
i- i got the glock in the back of the beamer (for real)
you ain’t tap that b-tch, boy she ain’t even seen ya (what?)
b-tch, i’m all black, can’t see me, john cena (huh, b-tch, yuh)
and i got yo b-tch, and she suckin’ on my p-n-s (she on it)
uh, yuh, she all on my c-ck (huh)
i- i made a band off of sellin’ that rock (huh)
bih, check my jeans, you know i got that guap (lil’ b-tch)
b-tch, hunnids on me, i be saggin’ (slime)
b-tch, balenci’ on me, i be swaggin’

- souq

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