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camel toe productions - knock knock lyrics

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-@prodbyhim tag-

[chorus: him]

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who is that?

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who the f-ck is that?

[verse 1: lil leasure]

knock knock, ya mothaf-ckin heart stop
two shots in my m-th-f-ckin glock, aye
hate on me it’s gunna be a knock knock, aye
flip flop, i’m in a drop top, aye
p-ss another cig, i’mma smoke it like a chimney
in the bathtub b-tch i’m feeling like i’m whitney
two tints you can’t see me, nah nah nah
foreign b-tch she f-cking with me, yah yah yah
tar in my lungs when i hop up out the whipski
i used to f-ck with you, now you f-ckin wit me
can’t believe i met you, now i’m gon forget you
thinking bout the old days, wish i never met you

[chorus: him]

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who is that?

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who the f-ck is that?

[verse 2: ciggy]

knock knock!
open the f-ckin door
glock bout to leave ya dead on the floor
blood drippin from the f-cking drawer
wanna see some f-cking more?
dumb b-tch lookin at me like this sh-t a game
pull out, then i aim
bloaw!
leave em right f-cking dead
in the f-cking brain
you can really hear the f-cking pain
it’s a shame, i had to hit a stain
all for that mary jane
i’m going in-sane
bout to put a bullet
in my f-cking brain
i wouldn’t do that sh-t…
cuz i love my chain
i do this sh-t…
for my f-cking gang
cocaine running through my vein
i can’t go out like kurt cobain, yah yah yah

[chorus: him]

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who is that?

all these drugs up in my bag
glock c-ck, talkin make his body lag
stop talking, or ima blow ya -ss
knock knock at the door, who the f-ck is that?



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