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jesus b. - fuck for free lyrics

b-tches talk sh-t, but they never back it up
man, every verse i spit, so real, you better duck
she drank me like a sink, like a drink, like a drunk
i spank her -ss pink, than i put her in my trunk

all of yall nauseous when i make my hits and drop this
im up like helicopters, so you surely never top this
homie, i got spotters, in my range, like a hot spots is
if you shoot, you get deranged, you gon probably need doc
ops take my gains, when unloading all this cargo
on jesus’s name, im gonna take success, and far hoe
homie yall in pain, if you wanna snitch, my cartel
will come up to your place, and you in ditches like the off road

talk sh-t b-tch, bet ya can’t back it up
i put her -ss down, like she never came up
better listen like a teacher talking up to all his cl-ss
i put my d-ck in her reacher, than i put it in her -ss

p-ssy ain’t cheap when ya can’t f-ck for free
only p-ss-es go leak, be a druggie like a fiend
a tussy don’t squeak, if she take that d-ck and swallow
they can’t talk sh-t if they throats ain’t hollow

oh my god, your girl is 3.50
i take off her bra, in between where all my d-ck be
ya b-tches all lost, believe it or not like ripley’s
her p-ssy get flossed, oral b, call it crest, see?
homie yall stressed, stay buzzing like an off tone
i crash you, you wreck, now youre dangling on the off road
my stash, its complex, from my rein and all that follows
i get my new checks, and she blow me, where’d her jaw go?
homie y’all distressed, no the cops you can’t call hoe
when these shots send, you gon think of me as hostile
i don’t depend, on the dollars, i go beast mode
ya girl wears depends, when i f-ck her with my creep chode

i got down, man her brain was r-t-rded, before you drop that goun, let me make sure youre carded
all of these clowns come around me, discarded
i like a b-tch who sucks d-ck for free, like a bargain
i get in that p-ssy, i go deep, i bombard it
when i got three mil on me, you bet i am guarded
homie my thrill rolling out like a carpet
im b-mming right off, just like shots at a target
i was born ready for war like sargent
i f-cked all your wh-r-s, and you turned to carc-ss
homie yall boring, im on fire like ita arson
i get a engine roaring, when ignition goes starting

good timing, good timing, ya girl gave me head, like hood, for rhyming
she bend that spine, let me dip like ice cream
i put it behind, and she scream she liking

i went home run, all of yall were striking
she gave dome, done, now its get to hiking
i ain’t going dumb, i go in, slip in sliding
i make her nose numb, you can call her snow white

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