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bohemian grove - melly '17 lyrics

[verse one: dj.footlong]
you motherf-cker
i came in the cut like a deli
got b-tches vibrating my cellie
they present the p-ssy i murder that sh-t like i’m melly
i already know that you feel me
jack the ripper how i k!ll beats
i got the strap, i grip it while i roam the streets
i got the bag and dished it to the homies
i feel like a mac worth a milly, rest in peace
play the track back for the intricacy
this sh-t is essential like vitamin c
i’m giving your mama that vitamin d
every time i pull up she says please don’t leave
she look like madonna, she call me big papa, she know i’m gon’ pop off, so she gon’ slob on my kn-b ‘til i la di da di
then i beat up the p-ssy like ronda rousey
then i pull out and dip cause the head was lousy

[bridge: dj.footlong]
bo’ gro’ don’t play games, b-tch

[verse two: esco]
both of us jokers but this sh-t ain’t funny
we’ll goof it up w you, still stealing your money
still stealing your girlies
you’re dressing too b-mmy
how come your girl say she feel it in her tummy?
shout out play boi carti sh-ts hurting my stummy
sixty nine with your b-tch, billy, you dummy
we’re out on the field, you’re a water boy ugly
you are so cute, you’re a b-tch, you’re a puppy
bo’ gro’ pull up to your crib wearing polo
we’re moving too fast, seems like y’all stuck in slow mo’
and didn’t you know that the cocoa in your b-tches nose hole is esco’s? that sh-t is not free bro how you gone repay all that back? oh you do not know?
you’re like “oh no though he’s going sicko mode”
i’ll beat your -ss up, knock you down you a bozo
i’ll choke you out cold, that’s an eskimo chokehold
you b-tch

[outro: dj.footlong]
bo’ gro’ don’t play games, hoe
bo’ gro’ don’t play games, b-tch
(huh, huh, huh, huh)

- bohemian grove lyrics

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