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letra de worship me! - xanadu

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[intro]
i just cut my f-cking t-st-cl-s off of my body
what is it with this guy and cutting his f-ckin’ nuts off?
no face no name

[verse]
lil’ b-tch
talkin’ h-lla sh-t like a p-ssy boy
i don’t give a f-ck, run up, then i k!ll a boy
talkin’ sh-t ’bout no face, imma drill a boy
imma cut his f-ckin’ skin off, makin’ f-ckin’ toys
he wanna run away
i got a gun, it put him in his place
i will not leave a trace
pour soul, what a f-ckin’ waste
lil’ b-tch i’m makin’ the green
p-ssy b-tch, why are you f-ckin’ with me?
makin’ it, makin’ it fast
he wanna say what’s up, then we’ll see
dumb b-tch
talkin’ h-lla sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck about a mother f-ckin’ snitch
i don’t give a f-ck
i’ll put ’em in a ditch
(wow!)
crazy how a mothaf-cka’ switch
d-d-dumb b-tch
talkin’ h-lla sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck about a mother f-ckin’ snitch
i don’t give a f-ck
i’ll put ’em in a ditch
(wow!)
crazy how a mothaf-cka’ switch
imma hit em with a f-ckin’ bat like it’s baseball
homerun b-tch, you get mothaf-ckin sent off
tryna f-ck with us, lil boy you are not involved
beggin’ for his life, but i’m bouta’ f-ckin’ withdrawl
nightmare! nightmare!
run for your f-ckin’ life
imma f-ckin’ stab that boy with my new knife
he’s f-ckin’ insane, thinkin’ that i ain’t with that
clip that, like a twitch chat, or yo’ brain splat
i don’t give a f-ck, lil b-tch, pull up
but you f-ckin’ won’t, cus you know what’s up
you finna f-ckin’ die, so you won’t even come
imma stuff yo’ mothaf-ckin’ face with chum
feel like avatar, b-tch i got the f-ckin’ elements
trifflin’ ass hoe talkin’ sh-t, thats malevolent
b-tch i’m f-ckin’ god, so my jacket say, “heaven sent”
i ain’t one to talk, but you rap ’bout the same sh-t
(oooh i got money i got b-tches i got hoes i got b-tches)
shut up
swear to god, you ain’t gonna go far
same mothaf-ckin’ song, same mothaf-ckin’ bars
rap that, talk sh-t, send yo ass to the stars
track everything ’bout you like i’m nardwar
we gon’ pull up, ridin’ round in a golfcart
h-lla elkh-rn kids gonna feel that bar
talk sh-t about us, but you play me in yo’ car
i won’t say yo name again, boy you know who you are
[outro]
you’re- you’re a b-tch

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