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diizii & pensive phrogs – thru the roof lyrics

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[intro]
shut the f+ck up

[chorus]
i’m ‘bouta grip the drac’, yeah, don’t the f+ck with the kid (phew)
lil’ p+ssy boy ran up, so i shot at the kid
all the sh+t you say you did; i already did
b+tch, i’m blowin’ through the f+ckin’ roof, i got this beat from sid
like, how you be sayin’ you on the come up? no, no, you never turnt, b+tch, you don’t turn up
blowin’ this sh+t, blow it through the roof, through the muh’f+ckin’ roof!
now you know how i’m feelin’ (now you know), blow through the ceiling (phew)
blow through the ceiling (blow, blow, blow), i don’t want dealings (no)
[verse]
uh, i don’t want questions, lil’ boy, don’t be testin’, okay
run up on me tryna catch a fade? no, b+tch, i’m not second guessin’
that youngin’ got a strap, i gotta grab my gat
y’all chasin’ me for what? shootin’ that sh+t and it went through his guts
smokin’ that sh+t, pass it to my dawg, pass it to my dawg, huh
see green like a frog, uh, i’m with all of the phrogs
bad b+tch (bad), bad b+tch (bad), she all on my log (ooh)
doin’ this sh+t, i go crazy, i feel like a god, i feel like a god, but i’m not god
he ran up on me, he ain’t do sh+t, hе attempted to unload them two clips
hе droppin’ that sh+t like his tool slipped, i be all in her dentals, no toothpick
bad b+tch, cute b+tch, one b+tch, two b+tch, we might take like one or two pics
b+tch, you’re soft like a q+tip, we make us a movie

[chorus]
i’m ‘bouta grip the drac’, yeah, don’t the f+ck with the kid (phew)
lil’ p+ssy boy ran up, so i shot at the kid
all the sh+t you say you did; i already did
b+tch, i’m blowin’ through the f+ckin’ roof, i got this beat from sid
like, how you be sayin’ you on the come up? no, no, you never turnt, b+tch, you don’t turn up
blowin’ this sh+t, blow it through the roof, through the muh’f+ckin’ roof!
now you know how i’m feelin’ (now you know), blow through the ceiling (phew)
blow through the ceiling (blow, blow, blow), i don’t want dealings (no)

[outro]
f+ck! ah, oh, f+ck
sh+t, sh+t!
ah, f+ck, f+ck, f+ck!
911, what’s your emergency?
look, i f+ckin’ got shot
and if y’all don’t hurry yo’ asses up, i swear i’m ‘bouta f+ckin’ k!ll these youngin’s



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