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blackout (fuaad) - r.i.p. rykon lyrics

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intro [zaddyoc & blackout]:
aye
zaddyoc and blackout in this b-tch
yuh, yah yah yah
butcher gang
butcher gang (purr purr pow aye yuh)
butcher gang (purr purr pow aye yuh)
butcher gang (bling bow purr bow yah yah yah)
butcher gang, butcher gang, butcher gang, butcher gang

[blackout]:
all these b-tches on me, they like: “no fair!”
all they really could do is just f-ckin’ stare
i’m ‘bout to set these n-ggas straight like cooler death beam
i just gotta say that b-tch ate me like ice cream (ice cream)
these n-ggas ain’t ready like (yuh)
i told that b-tch without a keyboard that you ain’t my type (nope)
she knows i got hoes, but she still hit me on skype (skype)
i got like ten hoes that wanna f-ck all night

[zaddyoc]:
all night, all night yuh – all night, all night
they say: “zaddy how you spit like that?”
they say: “zaddy how the f-ck do you flex like that?” (like that)
we come at yo girl, i just f-ckin’ move like that (like that)
why you always gotta hate? go and get you a bag
kenzo is my shirt and louis on my back
i just spent yo rent and i still get them stacks

[blackout]:
blackout in this sh-t, pull up on a b-tch
she said i’m a prince but i’m more like a king
me and zaddy in that mall, register goin’ chi- ching!
butcher gang we popin’ (yuh)
on my d-ck she hoppin’ (uh)
n-ggas out here c-ck blockin’ (yuh)
she my maid, she moppin’ (mop)
my d-ck got the power of goku
in her house watchin’ netflix from roku (roku)
no one likes yo main b-tch and her p-ssy smell like tofu tofu tofu tofu
she gettin’ wet, no tobirama
i got authority like barack obama
butcher gang we together like pangea
to broke n-ggas we say: “f-ck ya!”

[zaddyoc]:
it’s butcher gang, we all getting’ rich
it’s zaddy, a rapchat icon
i had this b-tch writin’ to me like it’s my yard
i’m still levelin’ about
r.i.p. rykon, all i do is go hard in this sh-t
shooters out everyday you are getting’ out of this b-tch
if you hate me n-gga, i don’t f-ckin’ care
if you wanna hate me n-gga i don’t care
boy you pay for shoes, and i pay for underwear
these n-ggas still don’t wanna see zaddy cause i pull a _____
have my snitchers on b-tch you gotta guard yo b-tch
we got a f-ckin’ goal and it is to get rich
if it ain’t help cause i ain’t play with the sh-t
if you ain’t with it cause i ain’t play with the sh-t



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