Gudda Gudda – Demolition Freestyle Part 1 Lyrics | Lyrics

July 5, 2024, 12:34 pm

Por favor, envie uma correção >. Bitch, I'ma shoot like a penalty (Mm, bang). Born piss poor, I'ma die rich full of my shit.

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I'm amor with it, didn't start livin' 'til the war ended. We don't like these niggas, we don't fight these niggas. Money on my mind, so I usually overthink. I'm an ex-drug dealer. Money long-livin' with a strong finish. Flag high, red, red, red, bloody vampire. Ayy, tell you what you should do, son. Sip syrup got me moving at a turtle pace book. Look at it too hard, it's gone bust your retina. Designers, excuse me, massagers masseuse me. If you ain't actin right, send you to after life. Don't play around, hate me back and then hate me now. I just wanna spend it all before I go to sleep.

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Oh, I keep my foot on gas, bitch. I ball like Steve Nash and shoot past the light. Добавьте этот текст песни в ваш персональный список песен. I just woke up with some new tattoos (Yeah, yeah).

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It's me, Sean, and Baby, we lit as Three Stooges (Yeah, yeah). I treat the real like that bitch is Suzuki. When I'm on my savage shit, bodies on that blacktop (Yeah). Другие тексты Lil Wayne. You was the purest, 'til you got curious. Gudda Gudda – Demolition Freestyle Part 1 Lyrics | Lyrics. I'm a ape and you food, I am rapin' you fools. Flex on my ex then I flex on my new bitch (Yeah, yeah). Really I was with my other bitch from Italy. Narcissistic, insufficient, deadweight, I've been searchin' (Ayy).

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Thats right imma kill this shit and if the glov dont fit imma need a catchers mitt. You with your buddies, I'm with my bloodies. Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don't sleep). Your diamonds ain't rock, they turning. I'ma do acid, now I'm obnoxious. Garbage bag full of ones, don't know what she worth. Typed by: AZ Lyrics.

St. Laurent, I even had the green light. Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball. Pew, pew and I got 'em, pew, pew and I got 'em. Do I look like I'm playing with you. So my eyes are blacker than the bottom of the sea, yeah, yeah. Bust down so bright, it's burning. And the new world order will start).

Lick me up, lick me down, done enough. No problem, I been a beast since squad one. I know I've been reckless, now you all heartless. 30 Minutes to New Orleans. Actin' an ass, no actin' at all, no. Trappin' off a walkie-talkie. They say, 'All facts, ' but don't prove shit (I knew it). Shout out Pluto, this that Eno make that ass up like it cymbals, ow! So I tried to call, but I couldn't reach ya'.

I puke on the beat I juke and never fumble. Run in the building and kill your superiors. Sellin' dope off in the bleachers. She breastfeed your child while I do it, I looped it.