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brooke candy - swing lyrics

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[verse 1: brooke candy:]
get that d-ck out
get that helicopter ready
my p-ssy is a heli-pad, sauce up with spaghetti
[?] baby, little meat in my sauce
queen of italy, sharin’ some to the mob
i don’t like spaghetti, i like [?]
i don’t f-ck with that penne cause it’s not [?]
i need something heavy, so f-ck [?]
need a big ol’ canoli to come fill up my belly

[chorus: brooke candy]
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng
come and meet the boss
f-ck with me and it’s a loss
k!ll shot to the ops
you don’t wanna double cross
come and meet the boss
come and meet the boss
f-ck with me and it’s a loss
k!ll shot to the ops

[verse 2: brooke candy]
pieced his ball sack with my stilleto
cause he didn’t listen, didn’t match my tempo
kiss the pinky ring in the back of the benzo
$550 and it ain’t no rental
body in the benz and in the gucci bag
blood in the interior and on the dash
[?] asked too many questions, i tell him to relax
[?] pay inheritance tax

[verse 3: bree runway]

[chorus: brooke candy]
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng
let it sw-ng, let it out
let it sw-ng
come and meet the boss
f-ck with me and it’s a loss
k!ll shot to the ops
you don’t wanna double cross
come and meet the boss
come and meet the boss
f-ck with me and it’s a loss
k!ll shot to the ops

- brooke candy lyrics

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