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alr - fvck lyrics

[verse i:]
f-ckin’ your b-tch ‘cuz she like me a lot
after i hit that b-tch she give me top
don’t kiss her lips cuz it taste like my d-ck then i run out the house and i go ’round the block (uh what)
take out my phone and i’m taking a pic
shoot you in the face if you talking that sh-t
run up on ya mom and ya dad and ya sis
after i’m done imma stab them a bit (yuh)
b-tch (what) kevin you a b-tch (aye yuh)
slim jesus when i walk in ‘cuz i pull up with the 40 clip
(wadededededededededa)
yeah n-gga i’m wild
n-ggas taking my style
imma have to knock they goofy -ss out (what)
michael myers i’ll cut you up then i run you over with a f-cking bus
i play with the p-ssy like toys “r” us
all i ever do is f-cking make her nut

[verse ii:]
bang (prrr) imma let it bang
ricky ross when i pull up cuz i won a milly in my bank (huh)
big money, big money, all i’m talking ’bout is that big money (sauce)
yeah you know i’m getting to the shmoney
call me bear ‘cuz i got honey
sauce (what) pourin’ up the sauce
if you don’t got a map then you’ll get lost in the sauce (b-tch)
yeah i broke her walls
yeah i made that p-ssy pop
fat boi gang n-gga yeah you know i eat a lot

- alr lyrics

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