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jaythedøn - spirit gun lyrics

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(chorus)
pistol in my pocket that sh-t hit you in yo’ hipbone
h-lla stones on me b-tch my wrist look like the flintstones
load up on a choppa turn a n-gg- to a skinbone
run up in yo’ crib spirit gun through yo’ window
(repeats x2)

(verse 1)
red and green on my feet b-tch i’m gucci walkin’
she act like she don’t know me but she know her choochie talkin’
i be on the block i stay posted with that mopstick
stop with all that cappin’ ’cause you know a n-gg- drop sh-t

(verse 2)
strapped up,(strapped up)
i be with the glock b-tch i’m strapped up
i be with the pack boy i’m packed up (boy i’m packed up)
i be with the slimes b-tch we slatt up
yeah we slatt up
yeah we slatt up

(continued verses)
and my wrist a scuba diver
penetrate yo’ b-tch like the pr-ngs on a binder
he stuck beefin’ on the net but you know i’m a spider
took a couple shots you would have thought i was a sniper

why you try’na talk to me you know we never cliqued up
run up in yo’ house with my n-gg-s it’s a stickup
he was speaking clear ’till that choppa made ’em hiccup
tried to bring yo’ n-gg-s till you saw i had some pickups

(chorus)
pistol in my pocket that sh-t hit you in yo’ hipbone
h-lla stones on me b-tch my wrist look like the flintstones
load up on a choppa turn a n-gg- to a skinbone
run up in yo’ crib spirit gun through yo’ window
(repeats x3)

- jaythedon lyrics

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