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j. salvo - punchlines lyrics

[intro: salvo]
hit em with the bamboo, panda express
b+tch shamu, she a fat+ass mess
walk in the club, b+tches giving me faces
she put out too quick, she need a replacement
i throw out the b+tch, she don’t know what sp+ce is
we come with the kicks, i’m rick james, b+tch
ha!
hey jones, you made this beat?

[verse 1: salvo]
grew up selling dope i’m deranged
when i die auction off the remains
money changed but i stayed in my lane
we done drank all the booze on thе plane
hoes getting shot at, i ain’t tory lanеz
nah, hoes trying to gimme covid, i ain’t herman cain
when i hit your bae, fifty shades
christian grey, with the whips and chains, ay, ay, ay
every b+tch got a story about me
was trapping before i was counting
she love giving head, she call me her mouthpiece
she giving head like a saudi
they try to cancel me, your girl wanna dance with me
take off her pants and breed, ooh, come take a chance with me!
imagination the key, my critical thinking help sow the seed
i probably owe someone a debt, but it slipped my memory
faith in myself was my only belief
we going through h+ll but we used to the heat
if i can’t choose how i wanna live, i’ll decide how i’m gonna be deceased, yeah
i just did an onlyfans with a b+tch
smoking cannabis to abandon the abyss
ate a midget p+ssy, call it bon appetit (bone a petite)
she think we pen pals, she won’t stop texting me
menaging at the penthouse, roll up a tree (we smoke)
hoes doing ass to mouth, human centipede (ewwww)
you say “i don’t see race” (f+ck racism)
but you got a cone head so i dunce e+rase (pew, pew!)
came on her braces, put those kids in cages (ice, ice!)
hunnid round shoota little chop little blaze, better watch your aim
grrrah!
[verse 2: janae rose]
uh, well, you know i don’t be playing
you know what i be saying
me and my gang, we be solid, uh+huh, uh+huh
i been through the storm, i been through all the rain, yeah, yeah
what in the f+ck was you saying, yeah?
f+ck ’em we buss’ on your brain
phone him, we pull up, we be on game
get to the rack, lay them rows, i get to the pain
i give a f+ck what you say, you ain’t gang, gang
nah, uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
you can’t come around here if you ain’t from here
please don’t f+cking come here
i’m from the city of the violence
i did h+lla crimes
coming up, yeah, i did the time
i don’t know which way to f+cking go
i been way down bad on this road
you be talking, you be fake, yeah, i know
why they always act like we ain’t know?
why my teachers try to help me, yeah, i know
gotta stay focused, i can’t get locked down
you be talking, yeah, you’s a motherf+cking clown
here’s a hundred shots, yeah, i got a motherf+cking route
got a drum, got a titty, got a big bag with a d+ck
that’s a stick, it gon’ hit
every single day we be on sh+t
uh+huh, uh+huh, uh+huh
why they cost me, do me dirty, yeah, i know
i been down bad
i don’t know which way to f+cking go
you be fake, you be hoe
if you acting, you could get exposed
yeah, you get exposed, yeah
i ain’t never been no hoe
i ain’t one of those
my homie, he been solid
he got locked down
how they brought him in that room and he ain’t told
uh

- j salvo lyrics

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