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1100 himself - peter griffin lyrics

ay
leven hunnid
thirteen hunnid my cousin
f+ck with me
ay

if i was you, i wouldn’t mention me
my n+ggas viciously, expeditiously
b+tch you playin’ games and i’m not really with the trickery
i got my mask on, i knock twice, we call that trick or treat
you might see me with my og b+tch because it’s trickin’ season
and i just choked my white b+tch in the kitchen, have my chicken seasoned
n+gga tried to square up with leven thousand, boy that’s out my region
i’m not finna pull no cellphone when i go to reachin’
hit that n+gga with some golly bullets, now his soul is bleedin’
and i get to sprayin’ everywhere likе my soda leakin’
b+tch this choppa came from costa rica so it’s puerto rican
yеs i’a break in yo house and steal yo mona lisa
free my n+ggas out the seven building up in santa rita
n+gga i ain’t mad, stack yo guala, get yo velveeta
f+ckin’ on this b+tch like she lois and my name peter

- 1100 himself lyrics

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