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fukkit - las ovejas mueren (sheep die) lyrics

[verse]
why so impatient?
think he mad about his current status
keep puttin’ on them fake impressions
that’s ‘gon take you places
check what my name is
i’m not famous, wonder where i am at?
he say his pistol drawn
i know that’s pencil, where that fade at?
go ‘head, just throw that shade back
yo’ b-tch and me go way back
how dare i even say that
thought you might enjoy the play back
wonder how i make bread, i don’t
that’s why i starve like stray rats
somehow it always seems like
i’m the one that gets my payback
gimme that, gimme that, gimme that top
shimmy ya, shimmy ya, dance on my c-ck
green light, give it gas, b-tch, don’t stop
smokin’ on flock, ’bout to kodak bop
get me that, get me that, get me that guap
boy kick rocks, how i ball, call shots
money bag, money bag, money bag shop
body ‘gon drop like nasdaq stock
green on me, ceelo, rob like de niro
i put the pump to his knee and i d rose
unload then reload, turning the keyhole
play my cards right, i could buy the casino
b-tch, never sleep on my d-ck cause it’s woke
inhale my nut like some blow, numb throat
white girl on puro colombian c-ke by the way
that she choke, i can tell she don’t smoke
huh, yeah, don’t call me drake with my woes, yuh
shawty just won’t let me go, yuh
this ain’t that difficult, bro, huh
you on some simple sh-t, moe, huh
i molliwhop him in his sweatshirt
that 30 ‘gon make sure your chest hurt
his blood ’bout to give him a red shirt
he flexin’ put him on a stretcher
these n-gg-s still think they so clever
i pick up the pack like some leg work
you know i do art, you can’t censor
i painted her face, it’s my best work
like a soldier, my b-tch ‘gon say “yes, sir!”
i don’t even respond and she check first
wong as f-ck if you think we can network
you suck d-ck so i know that your neck hurt

[interlude}
aye, yo, all you soundcloud artists, man
get the f-ck off my d-ck
go shave your f-cking eyebrows, idiot
aha! “look at me!”

[outro]
gimme-gimme-gimme that, gimme that, what
boy kick rocks, how i ball, call shots
money-money-money bag, money bag, shot-shot
money-money drop like nasdaq stock
ceelo, rob like de niro, watch me then i d. rose
ceelo, rob like de niro, watch me then i d. rose

- fukkit lyrics

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