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killsonny - war! lyrics

[chorus]
you want war? huh?
p+ssy boy don’t test your luck
kickin’ in your door, aye
yeah, you leave me mad as f+ck
you want war? huh?
yeah, these bullets make his body hit the floor, aye
well i guess his luck ran up
you want war? huh?
p+ssy boy don’t test your luck
kickin’ in your door, aye
yeah, you leave me mad as f+ck
you want war? huh?
yeah, these bullets make his body hit the floor, aye
well i guess his luck ran up

[verse]
left him sore in a stretcher, aye
bag from margiela
steal his b+tch, then i f+ck
then i say see you later, uh
spanish b+tch need a translator, uh
i wear all designer, uh
new b+tch she is finer, uh
i still leave her crying, uh
okay, he don’t want no smoke
bad b+tch, she do lots of coke
smith & wessen ain’t no joke
she your b+tch, she gon’ choke
i don’t f+ck with what he say
p+ssy boy step up to the plate
we can run the fade
i don’t play no games

[chorus]
you want war? huh?
p+ssy boy don’t test your luck
kickin’ in your door, aye
yeah, you leave me mad as f+ck
you want war? huh?
yeah, these bullets make his body hit the floor, aye
well i guess his luck ran up
you want war? huh?
p+ssy boy don’t test your luck
kickin’ in your door, aye
yeah, you leave me mad as f+ck
you want war? huh?
yeah, these bullets make his body hit the floor, aye
well i guess his luck ran up

- killsonny lyrics

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