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letra de book me - yung mordecai

[verse 1]
stir some jolly ranchers into that lean
shoot a couple b-tches with that thing
hit the riff and send ’em, rockstar, sting
hit a couple l!ckies off the bean
commit crimes and stack up all the cream
please hope i don’t get blood on my jeans
using more autotune than t-pain
in the ‘rari your b-tch giving brain
ballin’ on these b-tches like i’m spain
my neck is soakin’ wet from my rain
hittin’ fatty l!cks with this thang
i may f-ck with spongebaby, but i still don’t bang

[chorus]
just, come, on, over here and book me
book me book me book me
motherf-cking book me
just, come, on, over here and book me
just, come, on, over here and book me
book me book me book me
motherf-cking book me
just, come, on, over here and book me
[verse 2]
book me, book me, book my ass and send me to jail
hop in the lamborghini and i better set sail
twist up the marijuana, two hundred for bail
put a few bumps in your ass, it’s “f-ck you” in braille
pack in the mail like spongebaby, yeah he be goin’ crazy
even if in the studio, his ass be pretty d-mn lazy
around night time, the studio gets pretty d-mn hazy
you’re so dumb, you really thought you could scam jay-z
shoot you with them missiles, bring you back to the navy
your body be missin’ forever, bring the morgue and tracy
pushin’ up the flowers, tulips, maybe a few daisies
they gon’ turn your death into a movie by scorsese

- yung mordecai

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