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boneclava - desert slaughter lyrics

[intro]
f+ck you, frosttt, hehe

[chorus]
p+pull up to the desert with a bayonet on my hip
i’ma drop some f+ggots, i don’t really give a single sh+t
grippin’ on this knife like your ho’s gripped on my f+ckin’ d+ck
i’ma make her choke on it while she’s whinin’ just like a bi—
t+t+to the desert with a bayonet on my hip
i’ma drop some f+ggots, i don’t really give a single sh+t
grippin’ on this knife like your ho’s gripped on my f+ckin’ d+ck
i’ma make her choke on it while she’s whinin’ just like a b+tch

[post+chorus]
f+ck them up, shut them up
put them down and tuck their guts

[verse]
yeah, i put them in a lockjaw ’til they fall down
gonna put their head in a saw without makin’ a sound
i’ma go to europe and i’m gonna spend h+lla pounds
i’ma k!ll you dead, you won’t need any more rounds
yeah, i put them in a lockjaw ’til they fall down
gonna put their head in a saw without makin’ a sound
i’ma go to europe and i’m gonna spend h+lla pounds
i’ma k!ll you dead, we won’t need any more rounds
[chorus]
pull up to the desert with a bayonet on my hip
i’ma drop some f+ggots, i don’t really give a single sh+t
grippin’ on this knife like your ho’s gripped on my f+ckin’ d+ck
i’ma make her choke on it while she’s whinin’ just like a b+tch

- boneclava lyrics

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