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letra de sparks mcfreestyle - sparks mcfly

shut up b-tch, get f-cked
cut you up, nip tuck
i don’t got time for this, i’m tryna get my d-ck sucked
your b-tch might get touched
you just might get cucked
and your b-tch l!ck nuts
you ain’t heard this, huh?
so many bars, you gotta be over 21
feeling like dj khaled, i just hit another one
gonna pass out if i go and hit another blunt
sure, my music’s mid, but guess what? i f-cked your mother, c-nt
i told that hoe shut up, i got hands like chris brown
c-ck so big i got banned from d-ck town
need a harley quinn thot, yeah a thick clown
got that hoe screaming when she get d-cked down
we blowing up like the bomb in your mailbox
shut your f-cking mouth and go choke on some whale c-cks
yeah, my b-tch so bad, i just bought her some snail socks
give you ptsd, yeah, you get sh-ll shocked
yo, and how about that bad b-tch in your math class?
you love one piece but can’t get one piece of ass
stay chilling at my crib smoking on that glass
that was a lie i don’t f-ck with meth, i’m smoking crack
make her scream like ulrich, skeet
she gon’ come and take all this meat
i hop on and f-ck up this beat
i’m not leaving, keep on bringing this heat
a million civilians blow up like aldrich k!llian
you can f-cking die if you tell me you’re not feeling it
if you got a sp-ce then you bet i’m f-cking filling it
shut up b-tch, i’m k!lling it
i’m a phenomenon these bars can go on and on
nerds checking me like i’m spider-man at comic con
stay away from me i’m getting sick of all the drama, mon
give you crumbs but i won’t let you eat, yeah this is ramadan
i glide into the beat, like a hang glider
nolan called me up he said “ayo, this sh-t is fire”
my bars light my blunts, b-tch, i don’t need a lighter
if you f-ck with me i’ll chop you up like michael meyers
tall b-tch at my crib and i climb her like a spider
call your mama up and then i dig in her vaginer
playing with the b-lls like they joined the 49ers
my b-tch shaved, yeah, that p-ssy bald like jon cryer
she gave me some heady
sloppy like it’s spaghetti
if you wanna fight then you that i am ready
ask me ’bout some copycats i said “there are too many”
shut the f-ck up b-tch it’s over man, forget it

- sparks mcfly

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