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dirtyfacesmook - sacrificial goats lyrics

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[intro]
yea, oh god d-mn yea b-tch
wow, [?] so much f-ckin’ sauce
(everybody get on the ground right now)
b-tch, b-tch, b-tch
you a hoe n-gg-, p-ssy as boy
dirtyface on the flow
d-mn, wow, splash yea
d-mn, wow, splash
yea swish

[verse 1: dirtyfacesmook]
oh my god
pistols by the door (wha)
pistols in the couch (the couch)
nike shoe box (a shoe box)
f-ck a bank account (f-ck a bank account)
i let the devil in, now i can’t let him out (i can’t let him out)
bodies losing limbs, in my death house
[?]
i’d rather hurt you now (i hurt you now)
smoke a f-cking port, tell ski to bust me down
i let the devil in, now i can’t let him out (i can’t let him out)
bodies losing limbs, in my death house (ay, yea)

[verse 2: dirtyfacesmook]
i’m in your bushes, early like a landscaper
i thought you wasn’t worried, p-ssy pealed like sandpaper
that n-gg- super sweet, like annihilator
b-tch i can’t f-ck with [?] you, got have a down payment
diamonds they surfing like ma[?], i stay with 3 angels like [?]
i need me a [?]eal born st[?], so i bust in your house with that [?]
[?] much as you want don’t be tardy
[?] your block up and i get lasagna
my n-gg-s be shootin’ like jordan
we pickin’ it up and we scorin’
i can’t f-ck with your b-tch ’cause she’s boring
get head on the flight back to portland
then i [?] back to georgia
[?] beat it so bad she from florida
i can’t f-ck with your glow [?] you [?]
i get two blocks on me like l[?]
i get two blocks on me like l[?]
i get two blocks on me like l[?]

[verse 2: ski mask the slump god]
that glock on me trust that before me (trust)
don’t judge me for this freestyle
kung-fu panda shorts holdin’ up my b-lls
rudolph how i run the snow, north pole
b-tch don’t use teeth, [?] from [?]
i know she’s a freak, i’ve been lick-licked on my toe
drippin’ like i had a lick
might need a [?] like flow
finger kissin’ trippin’ like a [?] mistletoe
50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50 cent feds on me like 50 cent
rich or die tryin’
[?]
dynamite that b-tch she know that i’m dynamite boom!
i wear a tight n’ (?)
f-ck a professional true!
beep, beep, beep no microwave
got it too hot touch her i’m like oww!
[?]



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