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letra de untitled (feat. jo milien) - xfrmnm feat. jo milien

2 plus 2 does not equal 1, it equals 3
she wanna feel a hatian man
i got this zaboka in my jeans

i don′t want her to be nice
i like my b-tches mean
and if you ever see me outside at night
just know i’m peeing
police can never detain me cause my records clean
i need a power up, i pop a sensu bean
i hate school, just got into an argument with the dean
i wanna taste me a snow bunny, i′m a snow fiend
i’m addicted to rhyming, i’m a word junkie
why she sucking d-ck like that?
her mouth funny
i′m feeling like winnie the pooh, all i want is honey
looking at my old tennis shoes like “d-mn i was bummy”
i gotta watch my new b-tch like an omnitrix
you call it netflix and chill, i say f-ck and fl!cks
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, you is not a 8
i′m at a loss for words, what more can i say
i call her big mom cause all she do is eat a cake
had to hide my food cause she might eat my plate
told her that i’m homeless, i got a box where you can stay
rapping for a year straight and still ain′t get paid
wow
rapping for a year straight and still ain’t get paid
rapping for a year straight, still ain′t got no pape
how the f-ck i say i got chase, i ain’t got no bank
she wanna suck on my d-ck, pulled it out, she fainted
bust a nut on her cheeks, i had her face painted
mk told me “keep the pookie on me”
cause you know i′m staying dangerous
life is like a gta game, you n-ggas staying wasted
f-ck
ahhhh
i was supposed to go to some sh-t
but i got too high
doboy, sent a beat, did a feature
now that’s two rhymes
hit the b-tch on the weekend, did it for-
hit the b-tch on the weekend, hit it for two nights
staying masked up, n-ggas know that i am too shiest
n-ggas drunk a bottle of vodka, his ass shoenice
gave the b-tch good d-ck, that b-tch wasn’t acting right
like, you could add the spice
she wanna make beans
told her “don′t forget the rice”
please put some bunipis and picles on my rice
she the same height as megan, i need a stallion ladder
she hates when i leave, it makes her coochie sadder
i touched the wall and told her “your booty′s flatter”
how the h-ll you thick with no ass, i want the booty fatter
i love to hit petite b-tches, know that lil’ booties matter
p-ssy like a five-course meal, this a coochie platter
tryna think of f-ckin′ words to rhyme, i can’t gather
ran the p-ssy like a f-ckin′ deer, i grab her antlers
i’m in my bag, santa claus
i make her coochie wet, panty sauce
walk through the crib, she ain′t say nun’ had her panties off
sayin this some french bread, b-tch, these ain’t croissants
stuff her with a lot of d-ck, i know the coochie fed
my haitian mom had a dream, she said a coochie dead
fall asleep in her p-ssy, that′s a coochie bed
sang a lullaby to me, she put me to coochie rest
n-gga had no chairs in the trap, like, where your seats at
big three pull up in a tonka truck, like, where yeat at?
told the b-tch i like to suck toes, like, where the feet at?
n-gga, why the f-ck you got silent, where the beat at?
i wanna eat some vegetables, like
where your legume at?
my haitian mom said “i′m not handsome anymore”
like, where my tèt kale at?
been a minute since i went to church
where the legliz at?
big b-tch want a four-for-four, where the wendy’s at?

- xfrmnm feat jo milien

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