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letra de wonderwall cypher - waste disposal

[chorus: uxie]
yeah-yeah, ha-ha
with the bros, always strapped like the army
he gon’ need a vest, bullets try ’em like hardy
yeah-yeah
beat him purple like barnie
grippin’ a tec-9, it’s so alarming
talk down (blah-blah)
lil’ boy you a goner
had to get this sh-t my way, i laundered
oh, yeah, we stuff him in a locker
dead body, dead body like dahmer

[verse 1: albedo]
today is gonna be the day that they’re gonna throw it back to you
-tsch-
back up, i’ll pull up with a glock
i’ma aim it at his neck for you-ou-ou-ou-ou
-waste-
and i tried so d-mn hard to be there
but f-ck that, yeah, you never would’vе been there
if he talkin’ down on mе, i got the heater
i pull out the seeker (bah!)
i gotcha now

[verse 2: gash]
askin’ for a handout [?]
i been gettin’ fed [?]
talkin’ get ’em wet up like a faucet (eugh)
drop a body then we clean the whole deposit
woah-woah
[?]
you just make it worse
[?]
[verse 3: humpherous]
dead body in the grave like zombies
you don’t wanna make me mad, shootin’ bodies
i be getting mad, when i’m in a lobby
[?]
i know she miss me, that’s why she kissed me
[?]
love’s a drug
i always hate the comedown
i don’t know, this sh-t won’t come down

[verse 4: w3s]
we gon’ [?]
[?], lights flashing like it’s morse code
left his body in the past, so where the f-ck did my [?] go?
talkin’ on the ‘net, tryna put me down
yeah, that made me laugh
we gon’ post up with the gang, we gon’ put ’em in the past
pull up [?]
that boy talkin’ on the net, [?]
get that boy up off my d-ck, he need to go and [?]

[verse 5: tixwmmy]
she said i’m a go-getter, yeah, i got a big bag
money coming in, oh, f-ck, yeah, i love that
they say that they love me, but i don’t even text back
and i’m doing better things than your pathetic life, man
i can tell the future like a prophet (oh)
me and all my brothers going up and you can’t stop it
head up on a swivel, make you nauseous (oh)
bullets coming at you, better hope that you can dodge it
[verse 6: smellyellie]
i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i don’t even care what you say, huh (oh-oh)
[?] choppa, we gon’ spray him (oh-oh)
i don’t really care, i don’t want you, uh
pull up to his place, choppa touch you, uh
b-tch mad for what, i’ma pull up, light you up
i’ma pull up with that [?], uh
f-ck it, mix them up
that lil’ b-tch, he outta luck
’cause when i pull up in my truck
he gon’ be crying for his mama
i don’t give a f-ck

[verse 7: weial]
oh, then we leave him in a casket
i don’t really give a f-ck ’bout what they say
i’ll leave ’em splashing
leave the body on the floor, you woulda thought that he was napping
got some blood up on my jeans, i might just need a couple napkins
that b-tch on my line, she tell me that she wanna f-ck me
i can’t f-ck with all these hoes, [?]
i’ma call up all my bros, and we might have to bring the [?] out
if you look at me the wrong way, then you might just have to die now

- waste disposal

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