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beezyb – titanic lyrics

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[intro]
(n+gga)
yeah
big bad beezy b+tch
you know what the f+ck going on
still in this sh+t man, this sh+t ain’t gon change
fifty

[chorus]
i wet the block up and they sunk like titanic
i got them bricks strapped in, you know we [?]
i got a pole on me, now i feel like [?]
i got a fn and it’s shooting missiles
try to run up then it rip through your tissue
them fans be blowing, i ain’t talking whistle
i feel like jason cuz i’m gonna get you
i’m on melrose and my b+tch rocking sicko
i got a trap house and i still be in winthrope
shooting sh+t up, turn him to a vegetable
real mob boss, they put me on a pedestal
yall hoes be jockin and she talking s+xual
[?] trap then we send you to h+ll
mail coming in, it ain’t comе through the mail
.357 so i’m keeping sh+lls
late night mission so i cannot fail
[verse]
[?]
sеlling them bricks, we don’t talk on the phone
private location imma get you gone
wet the whole block like we made a tsunami
i just f+cked a b+tch and she look like kehlani
i be moving like a gotti
i don’t really need n0body
shoot that sh+t up now it’s hot like some takis
i run the whole block and they ride for my posse
beat down the case, they think i’m illuminati
we not gd but we riding mazis
i fought six n+ggas and i f+cked they sisters
i got real power and i feel like hitler
your mans got dropped and you didn’t complain
we plugged with the mob and they sending cocaine
all black whip looking like bruce wayne

[chorus]
i wet the block up and they sunk like titanic
i got them bricks strapped in, you know we [?]
i got a pole on me, now i feel like [?]
i got a fn and it’s shooting missiles
try to run up then it rip through your tissue
them fans be blowing, i ain’t talking whistle
i feel like jason cuz i’m gonna get you
i’m on melrose and my b+tch rocking sicko
i got a trap house and i still be in winthrope
shooting sh+t up, turn him to a vegetable
real mob boss, they put me on a pedestal
yall hoes be jockin and she talking s+xual
[?] trap then we send you to h+ll
mail coming in, it ain’t come through the mail
.357 so i’m keeping sh+lls
late night mission so i cannot fail



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