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brojob - paris lyrics

ay, ay, ay, tell me what you know
’bout a motherf-cker out the bottom
with a gold grill gleamin’, makin’ all these hoes problems
stalker, creepin’, out the f-ckin’ dungeon
switchblade on ’em hit the guts like a pumpkin, dumpin’
thirty rounds of the clip off rip
too thick with the stick bet i won’t miss
lil’ slick real sick, don’t talk sh-t
whip, whip, like a brick scale on fish
$uicide, night time, no we don’t fight crime, oh
it’s the grey 5-9 with the real red eyes and we dying inside, ooh
bodies in fluoride let the rope untie just crucify me
yung christ wrists sliced couple hoes on ice singing r.i.p

ruby was a motherf-cking reject
then i cut my wrists and now i motherf-cking bleed checks
still broke after all the motherf-cking weed gets rolled
hoes askin’ if i see a ghost, tell ’em no
i just seep smoke when the weeds blown
she chokes from the deep-throat, three feet of rope, lethal
slay the f-ckin’ sheep, so evil
i’mma hang myself and then i get to see home
ruby a f-cking demon
ruby got a cult now, hoes tryna bolt down
ruby the result of a reject from a small town
turned into a demon, i’m evolved now
loud growl, snow leopard on the prowl
stay the f-ck back, hoe
slay the whole pack hoe
paint the globe black hoe
soon i will shed this skin, turn to the devil
then i’ll never reminisce

- brojob lyrics

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