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bumblebee – michael myers lyrics

[verse 1: bumble bee]
i like n+ggas that k!ll michael myers, i really ride you can tell by my tires
after i wet you i’ll put you in the dryer
i’m done giving b+tches free game i retire
i call teef, put money on ya head , put blood on ya sneaks
you’ll be missing for days they can find you for weeks
you’ll be missing for days , they gon find you in a creek
michael myers won’t k!ll me (he won’t k!ll me)
have a talk with him i think that he would feel me (he would feel me)
let him rub up on my kitty (on my kitty)
k!ll the opps and put they blood on my tittys (on my tittys)

[verse 2: bumble bee]
put holes in your face you be jason
you like them white girls in thеm movies they be chasin’ (thеy be chasin)
i might black out , but ian racist
you can’t outrun this glock, it got a tracer (it got a tracer)
i got a plug out [?] he ain’t a chaser (he ain’t a chaser)
i get real b+tches pressed i’m not a hater (i’m not a hater)
if a n+gga don’t k!ll , i don’t bother (i don’t bother)
because i like n+ggas that k!ll michael myers, michael myers
i like n+ggas that k!ll michael myers

[verse 1 : easymoney teef]
yea n+gga , jump out that f+ckin two+door
[?] poppin her p+ssy know she my wh0re
ran open , thot party its a arore
hang bang , pumpfake , what he clutch for ?
yeaa , i got all these feens overseas , white b+tch ,[?] . j+panese
4 b+tches , tryna … get on they knees
he a k!lla , that’s why he throwing b’s
i call alicia that’s my b+tch she got keys
throwing bullets in the field [?]
yeaa , n+gga said (shh) , thump on em
i got b+tches who got jobs, we got ups on em
free [?] and [?] and he punched on em
[?] that’s enough for em
yeaa n+gga nike mask that’s my costume
bullets hit his body , burn his skin , like a hot spoon
[?] for the bbl’s, its a thot room
check the survey out , he is not a goon
[outro]
michael myers won’t k!ll me (he won’t k!ll me)
have a talk with him i think that he would feel me (he would feel me)
let him rub up on my kitty (on my kitty)
k!ll the opps and put they blood on my tittys (on my tittys)
michael myers won’t k!ll me (he won’t k!ll me)
have a talk with him i think that he would feel me (he would feel me)
let him rub up on my kitty (on my kitty)
k!ll the opps and put they blood on my tittys (on my tittys)

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