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letra de ms. parker - ysr gramz & krispylife kidd

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
if you ain’t f-cking, don’t come over, b-tch, it’s very simple
i know she got some good ass head, ’cause she got a dimple
i’m high as h-ll, just poured a four in a f-cking [?]
you be sneak dissing in your songs, n-gga, i should diss you
oh, you got ass and tits? b-tch, i should pimp you
i just blew him with this 40, n-gga, i just cripped you
fn57, n-gga, i’ll rip you
i just text this freak b-tch that i really miss you

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
treat this b-tch like my booger, i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m gon pick you
just hit two freaks last week, yeah, i gotta hip you
[?] big, [?]
sometimes, i love these hoes, but sometimes, i pimp too
oh my god, i would’ve f-cked ms. parker
booty big, while she cut the grass, i’ll hump ms. parker
d-mn, she lightskin, yeah, i love ms. parker
don’t let me catch you working out, get you out them joggers

[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you a creepy ass n-gga, n-gga, you a stalker
b-tch, i feel like lil wayne when he dropped tha carter
i sell dope to the fiends, thumbs up to culture
my n-gga head f-cked up, he put lean in water
high as h-ll in the booth, bring wings and water
baby j and baby aaron, gon’ f-ck your daughter
i just learned how to do scams, ’cause my n-gga tought me
i just made ten bands off a walky talky
[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
come and rub your p-ssy cross my face, baby, like a [?]
i was thinking ’bout that coochie, when i was up in jail
i’m ’bout to eat that p-ssy, like it’s off the grill
raw 40 r’s with that p-ssy, like i’m on the field
if i was in college, i would’ve hit the whole cheer team
ho can’t even say my name without saying the krispy
on my way to that p-ssy, on the tenth speed
this d-ck got five different motions, it got ten speeds
alright, come on, baby, let’s grab the guns
boom boom, two shots hit his chest, he done grabbed his lungs
you was a ho in high school, you was not a thug
b-tch said she done with me, all i did was shrug
like, b-tch, i don’t give a f-ck
i’ll find a new b-tch, kiss my b-lls, ho
we on that type of time
suck my d-ck, b-tch
krispylife

- ysr gramz krispylife kidd

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