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83hades - fast food #freestyle #money prod.prxfit lyrics

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uh uh uh, pew, pew pew, pew, pew pew, pew, pew pew, pew, pew pew, p
83
we in this b-tch!
yeah, ayy ayy ayy ayy

[first verse]
bend it over i f-ck her for posture
uno pull up with a motherf-cking choppa
im in her mouth, that little b-tch is a bopper
shooting at fans shooting at coppers
bullets eat you up just like a whopper
first imma stalk her till i turn into a robber
follow him home and take all of his possessions
demons in my head little b-tch they be posessin’
i got the mac 11, no fast food
hard to relate while these bullets fly past you
just to make sure we go f-ck round and lap you
why this b-tch p-ssy smell just like a bathroom
la triple x, triple i got it tattooed
she give me head, uh, shampoo
all on his top got him looking like shamoo
if you approach me you best be respectful
shots to his leg i just turned him a vegetable
i got a f-ggot, aimed down on my reticle
-(80 don’t say that sh-t that sh-t is unethical)
get them lined up but it’s not alphabetical
not from this earth b-tch i’m multidimensional
two glocks on me they looking symmetrical
best i ever was, imma forget a boo
it be the p-ssy’s that talk hypothetical



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