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letra de bomb threat - yung massina

[intro]
b-tch i’m mayweather, flow hot as may, whether-
or not you rappers like it, b-tch i am way better
i’m about to start the show, pull a seat up
kardashian flow, please try and keep up

[verse]
all my n-ggas in the street selling dope n-gga
weed and c0ke n-gga, get it by the boat n-gga
f-cking go getta, you already know n-gga
left the garden, i ain’t f-cking with you ho n-ggas
looking for the bud, this the cosby show n-gga
wheel of fortune if you trying to buy an o n-gga
big doe n-gga, sick flow n-gga
this a bomb threat, i’m about to blow n-gga

knocking this ciroc off, smoking on the best of weed
riding with my top off, where the f-ck my jerry beads?
shawty keep calling, keep texting, emailing me
she in love with the ding dong like melanie
n-ggas know my pedigree, triple h status
heartless, headbussa, and i raise havoc
pockets straight, no lie, f-ck up out my face f-ggot
full grown fly, f-ck up out my face maggot
bad b-tch magnet, i let the squad in her
she turn to mary mary, she want the god in her
i put the rod in her, go fishing
that p-ssy start biting soon as i put the d-ck in
got octomom’s stomach in the trunk, that b-tch kicking
and i hop up in that b-tch and tell the roof good riddance
grown -ss man, who the f-ck are you kidding?
know i got you p-ssed, who the f-ck are you sh-tting?
f-ck what you heard, shawn’s bathroom visit
put clips in your head, i’m a f-cking beautician
cooking up my new vision, looking back at wadley waving
i’m the future, ain’t n0body seeing me but raven
got married to my carpet ‘cause my flow is so engaging
and they just mini mes, small is, f-cking asians
man i’m ‘bout to run the nation, i can’t wait until the poll over
b-tch i am a problem and this sh-t will never blow over
wake up and i roll over, new day, new face
early in the morning, in her mouth like toothpaste
and i drink goose straight, paper’s all i do chase
eyes low, you can blindfold me with a shoelace
boppers get the suitcase, only f-ck with models
and we waking up to blunt roaches and ciroc bottles
even when i was a toddler, always stayed away from suckers
i ain’t like to watch arthur, he was hanging with a buster
square motherf-ckers, yeah motherf-cker
i’ll be waiting at your house, meet me there motherf-cker
i’m a rare motherf-cker, flawless diamond, y’all are cubics
you squares acting hard, i know how to solve the rubik’s
got big racks, i ain’t talking fake b00bies
and i’m balling everywhere, man i even lost my pubics
wanna shoot it, we can shoot it, kleenex bullets, i’ll let it out
c-cky when i got that heat, i’ll run up in eddie house-
like steve urkel, smoke nothing but purple
y’all n-ggas talk the talk, i’m a walker like herschel
better cuff your old lady ‘cause i’m feeling like usher
i don’t charge for my attention, i’ma have to reimburse her
on each and every verse, i boo boo, no yogi
and ball all day, no sub, keep the hoagie
got sour in the bogey, motherf-cker i’m loaded
i’ll buy some new boxers, f-ck this i can’t hold it
yeah i know i’m k!lling this, n-gga i wrote it
keep steel like i’m getting tattooed, i tote it
make your b-tch do aerobics, young dolemite jr
walk into the room and legs spread like rumors
shawty say that she ain’t even swallow ‘fore i knew her
now i’m oklahoma dreaming, wish i started rapping sooner
we battle, they gon’ boo ya, man my flow is just the roughest
make a buster drop the mic, tyson vs. douglas
ya like it or ya love it, either way that’s a check pops
riding with the mac in my lap, f-ck a desktop
told my ol’ lady baby all the games best stop
if we ain’t working, i can still hit my ex box
looking for some trouble then this where the gps stops
diamonds get ya hoes in the sheets, call ‘em bed rocks
boy i stay sh-tting, treat the booth like a rest stop
and i’ma keep saying i’m the best ‘til the rest stop

- yung massina

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