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letra de shine in the rain 1.5 - $wipebanditgøth

[verse 1: sunshine christo]
she wants me to f-ck her friend, now she’s mad at them
what the f-ck is up you little sl-t, you need to understand what’s up
you f-ckin’ weirdo
b-tches wanna f-ck on me, then they get mad cause their b-tches f-ckin’ f-ck on me
i know that she plots on me, she shows it everyday
every time she wakes up she doesn’t look me in the face
i know that she’s plotting, i know that she’s not my friend
i know that she wants to k!ll me, she wants to see my end
b-tches wanna f-ck and i know they f-cking do
they wanna k!ll me, so i can’t trust you
last girl i been with tried to stab me, so i can’t keep a b-tch in my company
[verse 2: sunshine christo]
you know i got that h, like i’m triple h
got so many that my friends come to my place
she wanna go to the trap, she wants to get f-cked, she wants to do drugs but i can’t let her though
not trust b-tches that sh-t should be obvious
all these b-tches plotting on me, make it less obvious
all these people say they’re my friends, i don’t believe them
these people plotting on me, yeah i can see them
your intentions are f-cked up, i can tell by one look
all you people f-cking riddle, yeah looking like a book
all you people f-ck with me but deep down you really don’t
i can tell cause when you’re around you act like no one’s home

[verse 3: sunshine christo]
they’re f-cking plotting on me
they wanna f-ck with me
they’re tryna f-ck on me but you can’t f-ck the team
they wanna f-ck with me, they wanna mess my team
you can’t f-ck with me cause only i can f-ck with me
my friends know me, they know i’m f-cking real
all these flaky f-cking losers never in the field
all these people wanna see me get shot
well i got a gat so i’m not getting got

[verse 4: $wipebanditgøth]
you ain’t got no friends, they all f-cking fake
i was in the field like a dead slave
heard christ tote a .40, but it’s revelations
little cousin bang the 50’s but he not my cousin
i was on ’57 when they was plotting on me
i was on ’57 where they banging crip
shawty not even a loc, he said he trying to k!ll me
but that was back in the burbs, i’m talking about my homie
it was all on the double deuce, double o tried to sacrifice me
no friends, f-ck a b-tch, i don’t even got no family
trying to k!ll goth, they tried to catch me slipping in the alley
my heart stone cold, i took this b-tch too many dates in death valley
i got the flame stick and it can leave your ass without a family
b-tch plotting on me, she need to be less obvious
i got the oppa stick and it can really slash a thot
she just a silly hoe
[verse 5: $wipebanditgøth]
trying to rob me, she need to run back to her boyfriend
cut from the ocean, glock stun and some more sh-t
got polo, she can’t afford it, but n-gga that’s my old sh-t
got treasure in the fortress, got b00by traps, i dare they touch it
glockie cause a ruckus, nut like uncle ruckus
n-gga’s racist, is some hoe sh-t
i was k!lling n-ggas, goth might even k!ll an indian
it’s a strange game n-gga, but n-gga that’s the world we in
goth no $wipe bandit, we gon’ leave him at the laundry mat
they talk like the black panthers, they can’t even k!ll a pale skin
i was on ’57, but they need to check the thermostat
i was in the hideout, n-gga i was worried about where my daddy was at
know it gets greasy, i hope that n-gga make it home
d-mn, but in the ghetto, can’t call it home
d-mn, my daddy still in the ghetto, that’s where he call his home
i was on ’57 getting throated by hoe
i need my trophies, gold chains, gold robes
i need my trophies, gold chains, gold rings
i need my trophies, n-gga i need the whole thing

[outro]
yeah, $wipebanditgøth
but you already knew that

- wipebanditgoth

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