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brady (legitimate music) - superstitious christmas lyrics

[chorus + zachy d.]
someone call the medic
i ain’t been levelheaded
i been feeling satanic
i’ma need the devil’s lettuce
just to leave this planet
smoking spinach
with my demon dennis
i’ll be a menace in a minute
i could never plan this
this bananas
understand it
speeding past the limit
copped a ticket
fl!cked a picture with some b+tches
watch them drop they britches
for some riches
it’s religious
superstitious christmas

[verse + zachy d.]
ho+ho+hoes
on the telephonе
told me send the fеllas home
tripping breaking jealous bones
why i ought to slide my dome
right up in her private zone
let her sob and cry alone
while i drop some other thongs
while i hop on other songs
pacing through the marathon
lacing up a smacky jawn
with some flavored marijuan
then it’s on
to another blonde
booty naked on the lawn
and she shake it oh so long
just for fun
not for no funds
something’s wrong
hear the monsters come
screaming through my inner calm
did y’all see them demons yawn
i can feel it creeping on
seems the seasons come with harm
thought i ordered parmesan
what’s that other cheddar song
i’ve been k!lling blues for long
’till the feeling dead and gone
sealed the villains with some charm
shared charisma for the karm
careless cruising in the car
bumped and bruised up with a scar
how’d i end up this draw
skeptic: should i go that far
[chorus + zachy d.]
someone call the medic
i ain’t been levelheaded
i been feeling satanic
i’ma need the devil’s lettuce
just to leave this planet
smoking spinach
with my demon dennis
i’ll be a menace in a minute
i could never plan this
this bananas
understand it
speeding past the limit
copped a ticket
fl!cked a picture with some b+tches
watch them drop they britches
for some riches
it’s religious
superstitious christmas

[verse two + brady]
lotta late nights staring at these monitors
lotta late nights staring at my followers
plotting scheming how to get my bread up
gotta keep my head up
even when i’m fed up
pour it in a red cup
to wash the blues away
got a lot to do today
who’s to say
how i be maneuvering
on these late nights
i don’t get no stage fright
i’ma f+cking playwright
your b+tch she down to play, right?
right
mean as h+ll
but i mean well
leaking all the secrets
i be speaking to myself
in the
living room
better watch your tone
studio foam made the studio home
get it
where’s my check
doubled up my debt
couldn’t care less
it’s my interest to collect
so i
give thanks
when i hit the bank
saw the teller had to tell her
bout the music i make
[chorus + zachy d.]
someone call the medic
i ain’t been levelheaded
i been feeling satanic
i’ma need the devil’s lettuce
just to leave this planet
smoking spinach
with my demon dennis
i’ll be a menace in a minute
i could never plan this
this bananas
understand it
speeding past the limit
copped a ticket
fl!cked a picture with some b+tches
watch them drop they britches
for some riches
it’s religious
superstitious christmas

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