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letra de spore - theycallmejeff

[intro: theycallmejeff]
uh, uh, uh
(jeff, what the f-ck are you doing?) yeah

[chorus: theycallmejeff]
smell the pack on me when i walk through the door (p.u.)
all this green on me, it feel like bulbasaur (alright)
it ain’t nothin’ to me, i get it galore
despite the name, can’t get this off the candy store (no)
drip on my walk, leavin’ puddles on the floor (drip, drip)
flowers on my shoes, yeah these is golf le fleur (alright)
rated m, rated r, you about to see some gore
i been w-lly, i’m a monster, b-tch, straight outta spore (rrr)
[verse 1: theycallmejeff]
quick to blow a sack, and then i get it right back (right back)
think i got a d-mn addiction, and i always relapse (relapsе)
smoke any season like i ran thirty-three laps
all this gas in thе air, think i need a hazmat (yeah)
heart beatin’ like a drum, a pokemon, like ratatat
and at least six swishers, n-gga, if you tryna match (tryna match)
foolin’ up so much, i f-ck around and catch a flat (catch a flat)
take a bottle to the head like glen and a bat (dang)
i’m dumb hit, yeah b-tch, no target (uh-huh)
smokin’ all these crops like i’m at a farmer’s market (yeah)
drunk in my car, i forgot how to start it (what?)
need to hit the road, ain’t no way that i can park it (skrrr)
spazzin’ off the liquor, f-ck around and throw a fit (grrr)
couple wings that i ordered look nothin’ like a pig (the f-ck is this?)
’cause of uncle ruckus, and they kick me out the b-tch
and f-ckin’ banned me, oh well, tough tip (f-ck ’em)

[chorus: theycallmejeff]
smell the pack on me when i walk through the door (yuh)
all this green on me, it feel like bulbasaur (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
it ain’t nothin’ to me, i get it galore (galore)
despite the name, can’t get this off the candy store (no you can’t)
drip on my walk, leavin’ puddles on the floor (yeah)
flowers on my shoes, yeah these is golf le fleur (golf le fleur)
rated m, rated r, you about to see some gore (see some gore)
i been w-lly, i’m a monster, b-tch, straight outta spore (outta spore)
[verse 2: vo2k]
look, there ain’t a day that i don’t go hard (that i don’t go hard)
i just put some new spinners on the go kart (on the go kart)
pulled the plug on a n-gga, he got no heart (he got no heart)
she was givin’ dummy brain, but she so smart (but she so smart)
we gon’ have to switch the temp but run a lap, i’m gettin’ richer every day
n-ggas always tryna hate, they just don’t say it to my face
the stone can and cool kid, goin fishin’ by the lake
tried to kick me off this b-tch, they puttin’ heaven in your face
real g, i got that sh-t from my pops
cool v, but my b-tch super hot (n-gga)
n-ggas smell that weed weed in yo’ spot (n-gga)
blast off, nasa, no spark (n-gga)
i just hit your b-tch and made her fake jeff (call me jeff)
i was thinkin’ last bar, i’ll play checks (checks)
you no more like chris paul, steve less (yuh)
n-ggas lookin’ p-ssed off, they stressed

[chorus: theycallmejeff & vo2k]
(uh) smell the pack on me when i walk through the door (yeah, yeah)
all this green on me, it feel like bulbasaur (yeah)
it ain’t nothin’ to me, i get it galore
despite the name, can’t get this off the candy store
drip on my walk, leavin’ puddles on the floor
flowers on my shoes, yeah these is golf le fleur
rated m, rated r, you about to see some gore
i been w-lly, i’m a monster, b-tch, straight outta spore
[verse 3: crusify xilling]
silence of the lamb, i’m a wolf in sheep clothing
need that b-tch f-ckin’ holy, got ’em lookin’ like jesus
everybody lookin’ for me, i’m just here in the back
i can’t relax, how i’m smokin’ on this pack
ro-ro-roger that, and mona ob odyssey
ain’t n0body’s hot as me, i’d have to call the broker, serve these grams
something nicky in these squeakin’ up like tims
got blood in my rims, can’t control sh-t, they livin’ like sims
rug rider how i’m barkin’ my x at them
screamin’ ’cause they know that in next, bang bang, shoot my glizz
i’m like chief keef, i’m a h-ll raiser
flip the plug, watch ’em rot
red dot aimed at your f-cking cranium
my b-tch straight uranium, i’m toxic
show you if you’re not done, n-gga, then lost it
i drip like a faucet, i keep my f-ckin’ sk!lls and my skulls in the closet (hahaha)

[chorus: theycallmejeff]
smell the pack on me when i walk through the door
all this green on me, it feel like bulbasaur
it ain’t nothin’ to me, i get it galore
despite the name, can’t get this off the candy store
drip on my walk, leavin’ puddles on the floor
flowers on my shoes, yeah these is golf le fleur
rated m, rated r, you about to see some gore
i been w-lly, i’m a monster, b-tch, straight outta spore

- theycallmejeff

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