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don 45 – blood thirsty lyrics

[hook]
still up for blood when the motherf+ckin’ sun up
in that b+tch like a motherf+ckin’ stunner
i hold her back and she holdin’ on my commas
she hold that tec yeah she hold it like a drummer
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
still up for blood when the motherf+ckin’ sun up
in that b+tch like a motherf+ckin’ stunner
i hold her back and she holdin’ on my commas
she hold that tec yeah she hold it like a drummer
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh

[verse 1]
whole lotta opps and i’m f+ckin’ takin’ their heads off
feel like a zombie i’m walkin’ off f+ckin’ bath salts
whole lotta hoes and i’m bitin’ they f+ckin’ neck off
i pour that motherf+ckin’ lean till i stumble up my ass oh
f+ck with the gang i’ma take you for ransom
yeah i ain’t sh+t i’m really a f+ckin’ assh0l+
we drop these packs and we countin’ these f+ckin’ racks off
smoke too much gas i don’t wanna put my mask on
i cannot beef over some p+ssy, yeah lil boy he a p+ssy yeah
b+tch you ain’t bout it you a p+ssy, yeah ain’t frontin’ no hoe over some p+ssy yeah
i f+cked her friend i ain’t goin’ back, i turn your bestie into a pack
i f+ck that b+tch up from the back, i f+ck that b+tch up from the back
[hook]
still up for blood when the motherf+ckin’ sun up
in that b+tch like a motherf+ckin’ stunner
i hold her back and she holdin’ on my commas
she hold that tec yeah she hold it like a drummer
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
still up for blood when the motherf+ckin’ sun up
in that b+tch like a motherf+ckin’ stunner
i hold her back and she holdin’ on my commas
she hold that tec yeah she hold it like a drummer
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh

[verse 2]
hang out with trappers b+tch, i just might clap your b+tch
we started rappin’ b+tch, give a f+ck ‘bout these rappers b+tch
what you know about drip p+ssy, she got that pink p+ssy
i’m poppin’ pink pop, i’m poppin’ pink p+ssy
hop off the plane and i got that blade in my bag yeah
she ride my face while i’m facin’ on that j yeah
purple rain aquafina water ay yeah
i put these pills in my cup while i’m cuttin’ up that yayo
undercover tee, number nine jeans
rick owens my feet b+tch i’m drippin’ what i bleed yeah
like a vampire i don’t really sleep yeah, like a vampire i don’t really sleep yeah
[hook]
still up for blood when the motherf+ckin’ sun up
in that b+tch like a motherf+ckin’ stunner
i hold her back and she holdin’ on my commas
she hold that tec yeah she hold it like a drummer
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh
i’m suckin’ blood out that motherf+cker like ooh
i f+ck that b+tch and i’m f+ckin’ her up like ooh

- don 45 lyrics

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