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letra de pope wit a handgun - sxdboynoah

chorus:

ok ok my b-tch spread her legs like it was a virus
i get her d-mn p-ssy wet no ocean but that b-tch is tidal
f-ck a title
you sleeping on me like nyquil you get jack like michael
beat the meat then go to sleep god d-mn that is my f-cking cycle

first verse:

picking her up then i’m d-cking it
40 got c-ck but my glock got a bigger d-ck
molly and codeine my cup b-tch i’m sipping it
heard your new sh-t and it isn’t lit
b-tch i am 13 and i am a little kid
and i do more than you ever did
i leave the scene with no evidence
i’m on your block and i’m wetting it
muddy my cup look like sediment
i got the motherf-cking bars and i’m setting them
my pockets fat or they motherf-cking pregnant
smoking on green man it look like oregano
took my little b-tch out to oregon
i don’t wanna catch the f-cking virus put a mask on
got a little b-tch taking backshots
r-kelly you would get p-ssed on
my pockets fat like rick ross
second verse:

f-ckin on a b-tch
choppa with a d-ck
put the stick to his mouth put the stick to his lip
drop outta school all i count is them bricks
this b-tch say she love me she just want my kids
spin ya head back like brogan
yo b-tch she want me because i am chosen ay
my ice is looking frozen
opps watching where sxdboys going ay
why is you mad cause i’m piping yo b-tch
pointing the finger i’m typing and sh-t
run on my body she hiking on d-ck
get the d-ck in her mouth like vicodin
counting up racks counting up stacks
i dont want a hoe just give me that back
and you know my wallet doing backflips and b-tches pay me like taxes

- sxdboynoah

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