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letra de payday!! - trappedinnarnia

shut up, a.j

she love the way that i f-ck, i’m too good at serving it up
i’m talkin’ 100 bands in the trunk, i’m packing, never leave it untucked
f-ck with me and you bet it will bust, this clip will turn your ass into dust
i got these rats eating up my crust, i can’t eat anymore b-tch, i’m stuffed

b-tch, i’m too stuffed, running it up
got too much wax inside of my cup
i’m coming to nut and smoke all your bud
creaking the bed i’m making it thud
this drink give me twitches, i feel like i’m glitchin
i’m turning to liquid, i’m loving this friction
she suck ’til i finish, i’m solving her itches
and all these b-tches need to get of my d-ck

b-tch, i’m going nuts waiting for my payday
the way i f-ck that b-tch, i got her spinning like a beyblade
yeah, i love to smash, i ain’t talking ’bout no mеlee
the way i’m shifting gears makes thеse roads look like a raceway

racing down the f-cking highway
all these hoes got their tiddies all on my mysp-ce
i ain’t about no games, i take her back to my place
b-tch, i am a gentleman, d-cking her down sideways (take her in my driveway)
b-tch, i’m off the codeine
yeah, i’m sipping slowly, sippin’ yak and 40
i f-ck up on your shorty, b-tch, i am too holy
the way she play with b-lls, it makes her look like a goalie

yeah, i’m rapping in times new roman, i’m working on my showmanship
she begging for my ownership, she loving this new loner fit
i’m loving up my medicine, i’m smoking up adrenaline
my ass jiggle like gelatin, od’ing on some estrogen

you cannot touch my d-ck, yuh, you cannot cop this fit
i’m on some sicko sh-t, i’m on some sicko sh-t
i cannot nut too quick, shootin’ like baldwin
up in this b-tch, john wick, yeah, i’m all in

b-tch i’m balling, eating good like stalin
you’re way too hungry, it’s appealing, she hit up my phone, she callin’
just walked in, they talkin, the hate is filled with toxin
the heat i make, call it arson, with all these 10s, call me carson

you don’t see me as equal and that is the problem
my tracks way too hot and it’s autumn
i rap like im top but i’m bottom
yeah, i’m a little too late, but i think it’s time i blossom

y-y-y-y-yeah, i think you’re trash, i’m sorry, but i got to be honest
workin’ till the day i get to jump on top of the mosh pi-i-i-it
hittin’ up my plug, i need the power like a socket
my pen is f-cking dead and i think i’m gonna vomit
i got the muscatool and i’m not afraid to pop i-i-i-it
p-ssy hate me, cuz i’m dripping like a faucet
b-b-blunt take me higher than a motherf-cking rocket
got a couple bands in my godd-mn pocket

shut up, a.j

- trappedinnarnia

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