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helltown - gur gur lyrics

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intro (sicko)

yuh yuh, huh?

why your b+tch she sleeping on me
why your b+tch’s tiddies on me, (huh)
why my stick look like it popped you
quiet b+tch i’m sleeping on you!

okay yuh, yuh, sicko
what? let’s go let’s go
okay yuh
yuh yuh yuh yuh!

chorus (sicko)

pull up with the sticko make his pole go burst burst, (boom)
pull up with the dagger make his throat go gur gur, (huh)
hit him in his matha make his head go dur dur, (what)
pull up make him hurty with the sticko sticko sticko! (yuh)

run in your spot with the 50 50 50, (uh huh)
cleaning out your pockets, um, zero zero zero, (zing)
red dot you gon’ weep weep weep, (b+tch)
headshot, heart go beep beep beep beep!
verse 1 (lui baphomet)

wait wait wait, yuh yuh (x3)
wait wait wait
wait wait wait

step in this b+tch it’s a massacre, (yuh)
spit in your grave, sh+t on your name
glock with a d+ck and a catheter (blam)
now you gon’ see your grey matterer (okay)

p+ssy you not on my caliber, (yuh)
b+tch i’m 500 degrees at the caliber ay, (yuh, yuh)
now i get lost in a pattern of mazes, (gang)
morphine and issues just got me amazed (ruff)

we can agree at the end of the day (yuh)
and days [?] (woah)
but your day to end lookin’ better today
so knock off your rocker you catching the fade

the fade the fade the fade
i don’t wanna bring it right down on your head
they’re giving you h+ll and giving you meds
you don’t got to worry we’ll take it instead…
chorus (sicko)

pull up with the sticko make his pole go burst burst, (boom)
pull up with the dagger make his throat go gur gur, (huh)
hit him in his matha make his head go dur dur, (what)
pull up make him hurty with the sticko sticko sticko! (yuh)

run in your spot with the 5.0 5.0 5.0, (uh huh)
cleaning out your pockets, um, zero zero zero, (zing)

verse 2 (sicko)

woah woah woah okay (yuh+aight)

sicko pulling up with the fat c+ck fat c+ck
f+cking on your b+tch and she call back up, (mhm)
look at my bag i’m stacked up, (what)
look at my team i’m backed up! (boom)

baby a spanish lil’ mami
she throwing her ass back
i clapped that it clap back
the glock in my backpack my racks back! (sicko)

got shooters on backseat, four in the dash
fullies on passy, i’m rolling the baccy, (skrr)
lui he driving the truck, while i’m chilling at the top
straight to your addy! (boom boom boom)
we bending them blocks we bending them corners
f+ck around shoot you your spot with your daughter (what)
red dot you gon’ weep weep weep, (b+tch)
headshot heart go beep beep beep beep! (sicko)
(boom boom boom)

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