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city morgue - babywipes lyrics

[intro]
yung germ

[verse 1: sosmula]
sleezy!
b-tch, i could buy you (f-ck outta here)
put this stick inside you (boom, boom)
b-tch, b-tch i’m ryu (mula!)
blood, free the guys still (sleezy)
r.i.p the guys too (boom)
shoot that n-gga from the roof
that’s a bird’s-eye view (boom, boom)
oops, what did i do? (mula!)
get to slaughter shooting sh-t (boom)
k!ll a father and a kid (boom, boom)
keep your daughter in the crib (boom, boom)
i pop revolvers in yo’ rib (boom, boom)
walk up in the court room guilty, like your honor, yes i did (mula!)
do a 100 years before i snitch, my mama raise me right (rat!)
f-ckin’ on yo’ lady like, right in front yo’ baby like (f-ck outta here)
give me head, wipe me down, with yo baby’s baby wipes
f-ckin’ on yo’ lady like, right in front yo’ baby like (f-ck outta here)
give me head, wipe me down, with yo baby’s baby wipes (mula!)

[verse 2: zillakami]
from the bottom of the grey caveback
pushed out by the dirt from a nap
take an entourage, go to follow a rat
take in my slip, roll around your neck
yo’ b-tch get facef-cked and face bust
[?] a drag with face rushed
two shots causing no fuss
make n-ggas so stiff, what
ak, ar custom my put red dots on both (okay)
pick a team [?], my optics fully zero-ed (w-ssup?)
point ’em, then yo’ eyes widen like you sniffin’ c0ke (okay)
pull the trigger, make you slump like you doin’ dope (okay)

- city morgue lyrics

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