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cyraq - midgets lyrics

[intro]
you know what i’m sayin
boom boom
face shots, you know what i’m sayin
we throwin grenades, bazookas, all type of sh+t

[chorus]
f+ck a nissan imma slide in a jeep
next n+gga run off he gon die in a creek
jump out yo car you gon die in the street
i’m finna be rich he gon die if it’s beef
bird on yo head i’m cl!cked up with the pigeons
eric og we cl!cked up with the midgets
doin all that dissin somebody went missin
boy i got nine face shots for a kitten

[verse]
these n+ggas p+ssy and that is sh+t showin
like i keep me a dryer man i get to blowin
he ain’t like he onnat i’m already knowin
the pole made him freeze he thought it was snowin
you mission failed, whatever you plannin
f+ck where you from we slidin on planets
excuse me i’m shootin unless i got manners
hop out on a demon and now he a dancer
oh you ain’t a hoe then i’m poppin yo cherry
imma walk down a aisle with the glock when i’m married
his t++th on the ground go get him a fairy
i need some new opps cuz these opp n+ggas scared
and we be f+ckin they hoes
while i’m in miami my young n+ggas stoppin they shows
trynna rap like me you g+y then a hoe
hollow tips hit his face now his face on the flo’
you b+tch finna eat up and who gon get beat up
trampoline glock put him six feet up
slide in fur coats this how we t+up
ran off on the plug no he gotta re+up
glock with a d+ck finna give you a quickie
we wet him like dishes or fry him like chicken
pull up on my fat hoe she gave me a visit
glock full of lean gon f+ck up yo kidney
b+tch come dribble and play with my b+lls
dominoes when i shoot he gon fall
don’t swing i keep me a stick in the mall
i’m famous i’m takin yo b+tch in the mall
she ain’t get sh+t out this hoe but a cookie
last year i shot me a n+gga for lookin
can’t hang with the k!llas we heard you a p+ssy
the glock like a thot it’s gon clap like a booty
[chorus]
f+ck a nissan imma slide in a jeep
next n+gga run off he gon die in a creek
jump out yo car you gon die in the street
i’m finna be rich he gon die if it’s beef
bird on yo head i’m cl!cked up with the pigeons
eric og we cl!cked up with the midgets
doin all that dissin somebody went missin
boy i got nine face shots for a kitten

- cyraq lyrics

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