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don prince - war lyrics

verse 1

i made it another day, alhamdulillah/k!ll a p-ssy n-gga then pray for forgiveness in the mosque/all praises to allah while i make salat/i ain’t afraid of man, baby i’m afraid of god/i don’t owe n0body nothing, brother ima thank my lord/you n-ggas poodles and chihuahuas, i’m a saint bernard/i’m a big dog, i ain’t afraid to take a loss/i ain’t afraid to break the law/shawty, i ain’t afraid to break ya off/smith and wesson bodyguard, balling wit’ the safety off/plus my bars are real dope, i’m talking ronald regan hard/i got a jamaican broad built just like a racing horse/shawty start catching feelings then i cut relations off/

chorus

1, 2, 3 rakats/alhamdulillah, hop into the garage/load choppas in the car/before we go war, we praise allah and say bismallah/if a n-gga want more, swear to god i go retarted/

verse 2

i’ll k!ll your p-ssy -ss and fly right out the country n-gga/m-th-f-ckas better come to russia if they want me n-gga/choppas, shotguns and handguns, we gonna go hunting wit’ em/no need for an amber alert cuz i ain’t f-cking missing/i just up on n-ggas, n-gga ion say what’s up to n-gga/n-gga straight bust ya, treat you like you’re a dutch or swisher/shoot you and your homeboy, let the p-ssy n-gga suffer wit’ ya/ion f-ck wit’ p-ssy n-ggas, p-ssy n-ggas miserable/handgun outta israel/choppa made in libya/he thought he could walk away so we shot him in his fibula/then we emptied the clip, his momma sobbing to the media/my heart real cold but my b-tch is hot as caribbean/

chorus

1, 2, 3 rakats/alhamdulillah, hop into the garage/load choppas in the car/before we go war, we praise allah and say bismallah/if a n-gga want more, swear to god i go retarted

verse 3

got a choppa and it’s loaded/honda civic, that sh-t stolen/smith and wesson 500, sounds like an explosion/your guns are f-cking old n-gga, rotten and corroded/i’ll shoot you, let a jogger find ya body in the morning/mention my name, f-ck around and get your rap career ruined/boy, i’ll rush a p-ssy n-gga like vladimir putin/keep talking that sh-t and you’re gonna have vaneers stupid/because i’ll knock your f-cking t–th right out the atmosphere dude/i’m probably wit’ ya b-tch watching the cavaliers lose/then ima throw your hoe out because she’s last years news/you really think somebody -ss fears you/n-gga you’re more p-ssy than a pap smear, ewwww

- don prince lyrics

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