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letra de midterm - woulja boy

[intro]
mm, sprint

[chorus]
and y-, and you know i cheated on my midterm
f-cked up in the trap, smokin’ on some big herb
ate some nasty p-ssy, she was gross, and now my lip hurt
ate some nasty p-ssy, b-tch was gross, i had to hit her

[verse]
and if we talk about violence, it’s domestic
had to cuff, because she so fine, she is majestic
brant lucit so fat i might call him diabetic
i’ma stop his head because i am not sympethic (bruh)
if i catch him in the street, then it’s up
i don’t care about no laws, bruh, i don’t give a f-ck
i don’t gotta use my hands, ’cause you know i keep it tucked
i used all [?], so you know i don’t go no luck ([?])
got no luck, ’cause the other day i walked under a ladder
all you weirdos tryna stop, say that she pull, my b-tches badder
everytime i see his face, all it do is make me madder
and y’all never do sh-t, all y’all p-ssies is just to chatter
like [?], he was tryna see sophie twerk
she was bouncin’ all around ’cause she know she put in work
but she blocked us, ripped my heart three, yeah, that sh-t hurt
now i’m locked up, i use self defense because i’m alert
[chorus]
ayy, and you know i cheated on my midterm
f-cked up in the trap, smokin’ on some big herb
ate some nasty p-ssy, she was gross, and now my lip hurt
ate some nasty p-ssy, b-tch was gross, i had to hit her (oh!)

[outro]
yeah, uh, that sh-t was gross
all you b-tches be annoying, why y’all always do the most-, most?
i ain’t tryna brag, yeah, i ain’t tryna boast
but i’m better than all y’all, you not even close
bye!

- woulja boy

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