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craig xen – blueberry lemonade lyrics


[intro: craig xen]

[verse 1: craig xen]
blueberry lemonade
honeyberry gymshorts
posted with your b-tch, she count my money burning newport’s blueberry lemonade
blackberry cellphone
black bandana round my toes, i don’t bang though
blueberry candy paint
screw back in that tape deck
take your b-tch, i scr-pe her neck then skate off with that paycheck
blueberry lemonade, you can keep your hennessy
xen gone keep it pimpin’, b-tch quit attempting to end me
blueberry lemonade
blueberry lemonade
blueberry lemonade, ayy
blueberry lemonade
blueberry lemonade
blueberry lemonade
blueberry lemonade, ayy
blueberry lemonade

[verse 2: nedarb]
young ned came through with a bad b-tch on my hip, ayy
young ned came through and swallow all of my d-ck, ayy
i’ll kick the bucket, f-ck it
i don’t give a f-ck about none of this shit, ayy
f-ck around with me you finna end up on young ned dead list
she wanna ride with me
she wanna die with me
she just in love with the scene, ayy
homie pull up then i come to your door, he won’t be f-cking with a young g, ayy
they didn’t know that young ned, he got bars, he got b-tches he pull up so clean, ayy
you talking that blasé that blasé that blasé i don’t understand what you mean, nah

[verse 3: lil peep]
blueberry, lemonade, hoes mad, let ’em hate
i’m a young stunna, coulda been on young money
i feel like dwayne carter, all the freaks love me
kick the b-tch out, if she don’t suck me
pull my d-ck out, let yo hoe suck me
b-tch i’m so ugly, but she still f-ck me
b-tch i’m backstage, trap-phone making plays
b-tch i’m that dope, pull up looking like c-ke
i’m an -sshole, drugs make my night slow (make my night slow)
and i love snow, make yo b-tch sniff c-ke (sniff c-ke)
on my d-ck though (yah)
i got 6 hoes (yah)