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jesus b. – loading up my gun lyrics

load up my gun (x16)
b-tch i load up my gun, i load up my gun, i load up my gun, i load my gun, i load up my gun, i load up my gun, i load up my gun, i load up my gun (x2)

i’m having some fun, with c-ke in my gums
i’m beating the drums, concede with my funds
don’t plead and don’t run
proceed with the sums
on knees like they nuns
i cheese on the buns
i squeeze her, she blush
her -ss like a plush
i give her cool stuff
my liver is f-cked
i like to get drunk
but only for fun
you start acting stupid, i slap your -ss dumb
don’t care if they numb
i flare up, they b-ms
don’t care for the puns
i’m here for the ones

drink rum to my tum
molly on my tongue
been this way since younger
been born with the hunger
i’ve got my bunker, with bodies in slumber
i give you the thunder, it hurts and it plunders
you b-tches are stutters, i pull up and stunt her
they call me the wonder, they know me as gunner

tier

b-tch i got numbers, your b-tch like my sponger
i f-cker her and slump her, than punt her or dump her
ya b-tches are c-nts, i leave them with lumps
ya man just a chump, i leave em all thumped
b-tch you a dud, nothing on me bud, i leave you in ruts, with hoes on my nuts
leave with cuts, if they go fuss, i don’t give a f-ck, unless i c-m

loading up my gun, b-tch i’m loading up my gun (x3)
b-tch better duck, b-tch better duck
because
i’m loading up my gun, b-tch i’m loading up my gun (x3)
b-tch better duck, b-tch better duck

(whistle solo)

- jesus b lyrics

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