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letra de no gimmix - terror reid

[intro: terror reid]
ay, b-tch, ay

[verse 1: terror reid]
well wat u know about this young man
fully tinted, never planned
burnin handz, make it chilly like itz “mt. shann”
sn-tching fat bandz sucka
sloppy b-tch f-cka, double-d sucka
der will neva be anotha one
do it undercover, son
gank a beezy just fo’ fun
eat dat p-ssy right, dey call me “l!ckatung”
rip ‘n’ run, never none
b-tch i want it all, h-lla heavy b-lls
reid da final boss
so suck my d-ck from the back
matta fact l!ck da sack
i already threw it back, i ain’t playin “bounce back”
f-ck u if u bothered by that, b-tch, this ain’ a act
i’ll bend ya neck back, hear it snap ‘n’ sample that
she a 10 so i’ma handle that, make a band w’ dat
choke her out ‘n’ get the candle wax
manic maniac cause a chain react
tell mе whatchu think a dat?
one deep, neva sleep homie
takе a perma-nap
uh
[verse 2: pouya]
silly b-tch don’t play with me
mean what you say when you say what you say
from mia to the bay
flip a b-tch a day everyday
these b-tches wanna lay
with me cause i’m paid
all but 6 the cl!cka
choppa with a beam hop out the whip look like a stick up
fanboys irritating like the hiccups
thought he wanted to k!ll me but he just wanted a picture
with the florida boy
sipping soda in sarasota
i’m overdosing in front of the corner store
i’m low key, feeling lovely
let me bust a nut before you f-ck me
meet me at the backa buc-ee’s
mike tyson with the d-ck to f-ck you ’til you love me
f-ggot
i feel like clank with the way i’m with the ratchet
if you need it and you want it you can f-cking have it
baby bone feel like davis when i’m faded
i might hit you with a hook and if i can’t knock you out
this .45 will have you cooked boy

[chorus: terror reid & pouya]
no gimmix, whopper make a k!llin’
evaporate da ceilin’ pullin’ up where yo b-tch livin’
yuh, no kidding, stack it to da ceiling
throw yo handz to da sky if you feelin how i’m feelin
da silly villain, well over a million
come peep da evil plan we da illest in tha buildin’
yuh, gut spillin, bl–dy nose drippin’
b-tch we on yo ass like a shot of penicilin (yuh yuh)
[outro: terror reid & pouya]
no gimmix

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