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isaiah clark - bars lyrics

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[verse 1]

[hook]
my baby, she may not a-look
like one of those bunnies out of a playboy club

[verse 2]
say ten amens for the lord of pennin’ sh-t
adorned in torn denim and sportin’ the co-rs- venom
a boar that’s gorin’ hens amid swarms of poor trends
with some scores of more benjamin; i’ll rent a morgue when endin’ it
and send ’em in plethoras of magenta sores with sentiment
nor remorse prevalent, norselore with the evident force
of swords galore pent up in war – a morsel of adrenaline more
i’ll drench and scorch ’em on some four seconds sh-t

[hook]
my baby, she may not a-look
like one of those bunnies out of a playboy club

[verse 3]



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