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earl sweatshirt - rats lyrics

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[intro]
yeaaaah b-tch
wolf gang
sweatshirt on
ho

[verse]
ninety-four black music, beat a preacher’s -ss to it
pigeon blood will leave the stool wall sh-tted up
sh-t talk m-th-f-ck, get your sister f-cked
sh-t, i hit the stripper up then go and pick a stick inside the f-cking pots where we do them b-tches up
rip your writtens while my n-gg-s splitting, splitting blunts
eyes hazed with my middle finger up a stripper’s c-nt
lights down, lit her up, sherm in my sippy cup
ice picking cripples till i get my pickle rub
catch me popping pimples, telling b-tches triple 6s
stab ’em with pencils in their temples till my d-ck erupts
it’s really f-cking simple, sl-t, wolf gang, get with us
either that or grab a full fist of nuts and lick ’em up
turn it up, fist of cup, give them b-tches d-ck to suck
let them drink the c-m out of f-ckin’ paper cup
pours wider than the force that i’m sniffing up
leave now if you ain’t tryna get ’em t-tties touched



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