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city morgue – you a guppie lyrics

[verse 1: zillakami]
you a slop b#tch
gimme top b#tch
8 b#lls get delivered with the pool stick
i take a cop then, i take him hostage
wanna get [?] (wassup)
aye, nap with the chopper in my left hand
p#ssy in my right hand, now i can tell ya’ b#tch, “i’m leavin'”
stand with the bike and the kickstand
ingredients a mailman delivery so i can keep [?]
all my n#ggas fight, all my n#ggas right
slammed on his head because all you n#ggas like
tried to up a pipe, get it out my sight
boy, stop bluffing to the big boys, aight

[chorus: zillakami]
i’m a sergeant, you a b#st#rd (huh?)
you a b#tch and i’m your master (yeah!)
i’m a wardog, you a puppy (huh?)
i’m a shark and you a guppy (yeah!)
i’m a sergeant, you a b#st#rd (okay!)
you a b#tch and i’m your master (wassup!)
i’m a wardog, you a puppy (okay!)
i’m a shark and you a guppy (wassup?)

[verse 2: sosmula]
mula!
cocaine, i got heroin (work)
i got pounds of gas, them sh#ts is neon (work)
i’m poppin’ acid tabs, i’m seein’ crayons (mula)
i got my 30 on me, with no tee on (blaow)
nickel .45, can’t tuck it in the boot (no no)
rusty in the shoot (rrah)
have you running up the stoop (blaow)
sixteen shot glock coming in the coupe (blaow blaow)
now you clean your gunshot wounds with a hundred proof (mula)
i’m the demon, i’m trigger squeezing, you n#ggas bleed (sleezy)
b#tch it’s sleezy, get fettuccini’ed, in lamborghini (skrr)
in a shootout, with you n#ggas, i catch you peeing (rrah)
open casket, i’m dumpin’ ashes, i’m so greasy (mula)

- city morgue lyrics

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