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father – crush it up & snort it lyrics

[intro]
crush it up and snort it

[verse 1]
more ay, they want more ay
i got ammo for the ana’ that’s my forte
i got the stamina for the b-tch and the court case
and a lil bit more for the foreplay
i don’t like foreplay, she like foreplay
want the keys to the third and the fourth place
and if these numbers don’t lie
i come in first second third and fourth place
i ain’t been asleep in like four days
nah b-tch i’m not sleeping with courtney
i don’t like to f-ck around in the workplace
but i still get down with the foreplay

(ay, crush it up) i’m a little wavy, uhhmmm yeahhh

yup, imported, crush it up and snort it
need a bad b-tch look like she might get deported
only want me for my fortune
prolly in a store like boy can you afford it?
wouldn’t have came in if i couldn’t drop a stack
wouldn’t have came in if she wasn’t on her back
twerk, make it hurt, baby pop a percocet
i ain’t put in work, you ain’t least hurt cha neck
witch went to school for six months
only thing the b-tch f-ckin’ p-ssed was the blunt
we was in the same cl-ss, only thing a n-gg- f-ckin grasped was the c-nt
yeah that b-tch got strep throat
make my stomach hurt a n-gg- need some pepto
new money n-gg-, i don’t eat no leftovers
awful be the clique, and it’s all a n-gg- rep though

[hook]
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll

[verse 2]
hey, scoop that, head up to my new pad
roof back, yeah we got the roof back
new pack, ridin’ with a new pack
hey, who cat? huh? who dat?

let it breathe [x8]

as i drink my drink that i’m sure somebody spit in
with one b-tch, tryna get another’s attention
xans and the gin and the wine got me anxious
last time i felt this way i felt anguish
n-gg-s think i ain’t shit
guess what b-tch i ain’t shit
the party isn’t over til we start to feel the acid
and i’m deep inside her ch-ssis and my d-ck go flaccid
so glo’d up like why show up
yup, ay gotta show love
f-ck all these n-gg-s think they still know us
yup, playin’ in her thang, pinky rang smell like twang
and she like cocaine, got a thing for dangalang
yeah i keep gold chain gold grill gold thangs
cuz i don’t like to search, want a b-tch that want my worth

[hook]
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, send me straight to h-ll, send me straight to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, send me straight to h-ll, send me straight to h-ll
if this b-tch is the devil, think i wanna go to h-ll

[outro]
if evil is l-stful and attractive
b-tch, i’m all about that action

- father lyrics

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