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letra de souless(heartless) - tripplexjuice

(intro) uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, uh uh
(chorus) ay, ay, shoot like plain jane, i feel like she playing games
put two shots in your f-cking face, i spray that b-tch like i mace , sniff
bobby brown with no cocaine, you know that we up in the booth
triple nine’s (yeah) you know we gone shoot

(pre chorus) she play with my heart now i’m heartless, i’m stuck in so far in the darkness, you know i am like a lil russian, i pull with k’s yes you know that i’m bussing, you know i am not f-cking playing, they all in my head i’m not playing, they call me a demon b-tch calling me satan, don’t worry i’m souless yes i have no soul b-tch

(verse) okay, okay, okay, i pop two perc’s lil n-gga you know what i’m saying, but you know that she know that i’m not f-cking faking, yo b-tch is dragon b-tch you know that i’m slaying, i switch up my flow after that switch the cadеnce, i’m switching my cadence you know that i’m pacing, but all thеse f-ck n-ggas they just keep on hating, they all know i’m a demon b-tch, b-tch i’m like satan

(chorus) ay, ay, shoot like plain jane, i feel like she playing games
put two shots in your f-cking face, i spray that b-tch like i mace , sniff
bobby brown with no cocaine, you know that we up in the booth
triple nine’s (yeah) you know we gone shoot
(pre chorus) she play with my heart now i’m heartless, i’m stuck in so far in the darkness, you know i am like a lil russian, i pull with k’s yes you know that i’m bussing, you know i am not f-cking playing, they all in my head i’m not playing, they call me a demon b-tch calling me satan, don’t worry i’m souless yes i have no soul b-tch

(verse) yes i have no mother f-cking soul, yessir yessir i’m tired of these hoes, they just wanna f-ck on my bro’s , i open my feelings then closing the door, you know i am mother f-cking souless, you know i am craving for souls, i’m just like a f-cking grim reaper you b-tch you know i crave for these hoes, i don’t mother f-cking know, like facebook you finna get poked, pretending i’m happy i’m stoked, i’m up in the darkness still cry for these hoes, but again i’m mother f-cking souless, yessir no mother f-cking soul b-tch (no mother f-cking soul)

- tripplexjuice

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