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letra de cupid no arrow - zzzcupiditatem

[intro]
mario
ay, yuh

[verse 1]
okay like, ever since i was just a boy
i don’t wanna play wit’ b-tches, i don’t wanna play wit’ toys
i be sittin’ n-ggas spittin’ and that kinda give me joy
i’m not basic, like a white b-tch who from illinois, wearin’ corduroys (corduroys)
i don’t care about money, i just really want the f-ckin’ frame (ay, ay)
but these n-ggas trippin’, they can’t even say my f-ckin’ name (f-ckin’ name)
cupid got no arrow, but my lyrics always set to aim (what?)
fire then i ask you, “does it burn you, when you pick a flame” (ayy)
i am a meme rapper, so i just really like to counter ban (yuh)
she only f-ck for this side of me, my [?] try to f-ck on me (ay)
when you try to rap, you sound like a wannabe
i only rap, when i read the, odyssey, [?] (yuh)
my d-ck wobbly, when get e.d
yeah, she probably f-cked my [?] (ay)

[verse 2]
functions, when i get big i’m stuck to the junction
do i go enough alright, when i rush sh-t
i rap hard, like a n-gga bit of touslin’
i speak sh-t, like i can’t stop rushin’ (yuh)
oh sh-t, f-ck lemme do an introduction
hi i’m z, i like to do f-ck-sh-t
but if you try to try me, you might get the [?]-end
i’m just playin’, just know, no interruptions
i’m gon’ f-ck my sis, like a redneck
she gon’ bounce off me, like a bad chic
she give head, like a whiteboard crew neck
my hand up, like a kid doin’ head check
i’m gonna nae-nae, off to the p–p deck (ay, ay)
and then i go
[interlude]
(boing)
this mother f-cker, he really
he put, he put his tag in the middle of the f-cking song
how-how disrespectful, how f-cking-
ay, ay, ay, okay like woah (let’s a go)

[verse 3]
i’m really bad, like a medic
you-you speak big sh-t, can’t hold your body weight (ay)
i’m in the mouth like a biscuit, tryna bait
i’m on a zoom, like a kid, tryna graduate
got me a caper nick, on my watch
my wrist -n-lytical, like chris boss (what?)
oh my gosh, kim jong un, turned into a squash
and i don’t like b-tches, who know how to walk (they’re a p-ssy)
imma p-ssy eat ass, and i scoop like stussy
i sit on a n-gga like a cushion, no whoopie
you stupid-ass b-tch, no n-gga you a rookie (ay, ay)
i’m gonna get exposed, now don’t you lookie
i carve my way like a soundcloud artist
and i rap fast, like wave of [?] (d-mn)
dirty and she wanna f-ck in cardigan (ay)
i like blue cheese, and my [?] in

[outro]
(so long kinga bowser)
ay, (god flixterr)
ay, okay like d-mn, what

- zzzcupiditatem

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