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denzel curry – trippy phonk 1993 lyrics

better get low!

[verse 1: nell]
ratatatat, cause mac came through cl-sses
spitting that savage
cutting to that magic, drastic
i gotta make sh-t tragic
but i’m just coolin’ with my n-gg-s, chillin’
room full of bad b-tches
selling trees so we get lit
the weed to me like the sixth sense
cause i bang on the tracks and get h-lla respect
f-ck with me cause they see [?]
but you n-gg-s is losin’ it
[?]
n-gg- don’t like he can get hit by a tec
f-ck all you haters
i f-ck with them raiders
we tasting the paper, alive and blessed
flexing my chest while your b-tch on my d-ck
but i left her behind because this sh-t look legit

[verse 2: yung kane]
step back to the right
b-tch on my left
puff alot got a man go deaf
f-ck with your guns
f-ck a n-gg- [?]
stick in the whip fo’ [?] my hip ho’
tight with my grip if a f-ck n-gg- slip (yo)
ending the clip then i start with the crew
n-gg-s is p-ssy, i f-ck with a few
my [?] oh light
bad b-tch finna get me right
every try i slide
up five [?] play my mind, play
d-mn right i do this
shots fled a n-gg-s head in your clueless
40 jump called a b-tch named luis
bang bang, leave his brain in a sewage

[verse 3: denzel curry]
smokin and twistin my n-gg-s [?]
aquarius k!lla’, that n-gg- be [?]
i’m taking your b-tch and i know she gon lick it
[?]
(com,-com-combo breaker!)
backin’ these b-tches

(wip)

- denzel curry lyrics

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