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fijimacintosh - fuck gucci and santa claus lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[pre-chorus]
[?] smoke
i’ma f-ck that hoe, f-ck that hoe [?] stamina
water and codeine in the motherf-ckin’ fantaa

[chorus]
red gucci bag on my bag like i’m santa
you can’t get a p-ss, lil hoe you not special
this b-tch [?] let go
[?] come from nothin’
oh no, no can’t be out in public
[?] pateks and all that
just like her [?] lil b-tch [?]
[?] i speak it back ten racks, facts (yeah)

[verse]
you ain’t no shooter [?]
i’m in the hood right now, it’s like nightmare on elm street
we got [?] right now, [?]
had to get [?]
ricky or raf on my body, i’m no hypebeast
lil hoe, [?]
just like spike lee
n-gg-s snakes, n-gg-s rats and that’s facts, yeah that’s facts
[?]
i got dope in my bag, used to smoke before cl-ss
[?]
gettin’ me some dome before cl-ss

[pre-chorus]
[?] smoke
i’ma f-ck that hoe, f-ck that hoe [?] stamina
water and codeine in the motherf-ckin’ fanta

[chorus]
red gucci bag on my bag like i’m santa
you can’t get a p-ss, lil hoe you not special
this b-tch [?] let go
[?] come from nothin’
oh no, no can’t be out in public
[?] pateks and all that
just like her [?] lil b-tch [?]
[?] i speak it back ten racks, facts (yeah)

- fijimacintosh lyrics

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