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letra de rack$ - yung stiff rick

[intro: bandingo ygne]
hm, yeah, i got peace in the street
this sh-t poppin’, man
all my shooters [?]
uh, uh, uh

[chorus: bandingo ygne]
when i say that i got the money, the money, the money, the money, i ain’t cappin’
sh-t is not funny at all, i’m a high hill, muh’f-cka, i stay snappin’
do you wanna meet yo’ own maker, n-gga?
playin’ with me ’bout my paper, n-gga
b-tch, i got racks, like a mill
slap a broke b-tch, now that b-tch need some [?]

[verse 1: bandingo ygne]
dissin’ my name, i ain’t mad at all
in the booth and i’m focused on adderall
got two bad b-tches flockin’, they know that i’m poppin’
so they on my d-ck and they [?]
now i gotta get my roll on
p-ssy n-gga [?], bl!cky got the beam like gohan
turn a f-ck n-gga to a proton
gotta get my smoke on, smokin’ d-ck, i said i’m so

[chorus: bandingo ygne]
when i say that i got the money, the money, the money, the monеy, i ain’t cappin’
sh-t is not funny at all, i’m a high hill, muh’f-cka, i stay snappin’
do you wanna meet yo’ own maker, n-gga?
playin’ with me ’bout my paper, n-gga
b-tch, i got racks, likе a mill
slap a broke b-tch, now that b-tch need some [?]
[verse 2: yung stiff rick]
slappin’ a broke b-tch, now she need some milk (pow)
run up with a pickle, get slapped with a dill (grrah)
you think that i’m jokin’? nah, this ain’t no drill (nah, nah)
i’m breakin’ her back while i’m high off a pill (clap)
cum on her skin, that sh-t is like silk
i swim in the wetty wet, my d-ck a krill
met some sons i ain’t know were mine
but i’m still the king, young n-gga hank hill
i like my drank purple, ain’t talkin’ randall (monsters)
i’m switchin’ these b-tches just like a channel (tv)
got her on all fours just like a mammal (elephant)
lit up the ‘bacco that’s inside my camel (ciggy)
i get the dough, you n-ggas on scandals (fake)
i smack on her ass with a tennis paddle (ping pong)
n-gga, don’t play, else it finna get graphical (ayy)
n-gga, don’t play, else it finna get tragical (yuh)
devour my meat just like she is a cannibal
plant my white seed in that b-tch like a panicle (flowers)
when i do walk, i must keep my mechanicals (grrah)
if a f-ck n-gga come by, i’m movin’ real tactical (like an army)
my verse so ass, but f-ck it, who cares (i do)
if she got some nice tits, i’m givin’ the stare (perv)
i made fun of a cancer patient ’cause he got no hair (he got no hair)
i beat up a mentally disabled kid and i hit him with his wheelchair
(like bow, bow, bow, bow)
[chorus: bandingo ygne]
when i say that i got the money, the money, the money, the money, i ain’t cappin’
sh-t is not funny at all, i’m a high hill, muh’f-cka, i stay snappin’
do you wanna meet yo’ own maker, n-gga?
playin’ with me ’bout my paper, n-gga
b-tch, i got racks, like a mill
slap a broke b-tch, now that b-tch need some [?]

[outro]
i just shat my ass
i just shat my ass
i just shat my ass

- yung stiff rick

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