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ketchy the great - soul lyrics

[verse 1]
got her standin’ on corners, cold
i’m froze, i’m so soulless
i’m heart broken, been lost i’m playin’ hoe b+tches
cold gorillas, i didn’t wanna but she test my pimpin’
syrup sippin’ on my way to check on my chicken
left her in the suite for a week, no she’s not missing
i’m geekin’, i’m thinkin’ too much
now i’m politicking
i’m plottin’ on robbin tricks wit+, we gotta get chips
i leave a b+tch in the blade until her feet blister
do ’em so wrong but its right, i’m a b+tch sender
i bends a b+tch ’till she break or i can’t bend her
sinnin’ in my christians, lord please forgive us
gang got caught, told me break on these broke lil b+tches
if she broke, i’m posting her ad and floss her titties
i’m dolce gabbana stepping, flexing + that’s on my pimpin’
i done called the hoe, b+tch so nice she think i’m sippin
on my ‘ism a b+tch, get curved, she’s meg griffin
you’re a sl+t, you’re a bird, you’re flippin’, you’re just a pigeon
despicable me, lil wh0re, you’re just my minion

[hook]
soul
i done took the b+tch soul from her (took the b+tch soul, i done took the b+tch soul)
n+gga i’m cold (brr, brr, brr)
so cold i needs me fur
[verse 2]
colder than winter, i caught my case in december
but i’m back out for the summer still breakin’ on snow b+tches
it’s the great, b+tch i’m wet like rain when i be drippin’
my spillage, this ketchup sauce, you get the picture
got a cannon when i flash this b+tch, ain’t taking pictures
got bands on me baby, stinc team gon’ get it
i got bands like i’m martin lil b+tch, better dig this
i was on a perc and molly takin’ a field trip
been had to trip my b+tch for tryna’ leave ‘ism
b+tch up out her godd+mn mind tryna’ leave the pimpin’
stuntin, kicking flavor, draped in this raf simmon
oh my god, she dig my flava’, wanna pay some pimpin’
ketchy the godd+mn+godd+mn, b+tch my fee is mentioned
and n+ggas shows get aired out for twitter mentions
oh my god, it’s the great, i’m off prescriptions
percocet, xanax bars + what else i’m on for?
i don’t wanna f+ck yo’ b+tch, she gots’ no dough
i don’t wanna f+ck that b+tch, she’s just a hoe
i might just go break that b+tch on figueroa
i might just go ride round town whippin’ on + (hoe)

oh my god, ketchup
godd+mn (godd+mn)
i been
takin’ xans (godd+mn)
oh sh+t, ketchup
oh man, godd+mn (godd+mn)
hi+tech, red ?
oh sh+t ketchup, oh man godd+mn
whippin+, oh man (godd+mn)
(oh sh+t ketchup) blowin’ out the pound, backwoods, no ? (huh?)
[outro]
soul
i done took the b+tch soul from her
n+gga i’m cold
so cold i needs me fur

- ketchy the great lyrics

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