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king coaast - our lady of sorrows lyrics

(intro):
p-ssy b-tch, go ahead, push the b-tton
sipping lean, dread in my head, double cuppin’
lil b-tch gimme head like a glutton
piling up dough, no dope in the oven (aye)
got the whole underground shaking
coaast pop a xan, go ham like bacon
whole club turning up, earth quaking
goth b-tch on my d-ck put the stake in

(verse 1):
comin’ in with some dapper sh-t
cause they sayin’ that you not a rapper sh-t
that before never after sh-t
f-ckin’ lil b-tches right into the mattresses
not too young but we savages
got these b-tches just rollin’ up cabbages
you ain’t gotta ask where the palace is
sipping that syrup straight outa gold chalices

(bridge):
p-ssy b-tch, go ahead, push the b-tton
sipping lean, dread in my head, double cuppin
lil b-tch gimme head like a glutton
piling up dough, no dope in the oven
p-ssy b-tch, go ahead, push the b-tton
6 6 6 and we coming out the coven
witchcraft on my d-ck got me bustin’
-ss bring a tear to my eye like an onion

(hook):
you ever wonder where these dark thoughts come from?
when alone thoughts of her and some red rum
cause i need you like this snare needs a kick drum
smoke weed to forget what i’ve become, comfortably numb

(verse 2):
they say i got a venomous mind
like dahmer, osama, and the dalai lama combined, and
i’ll be doing the mamba with yo mama in the behind
before i cut off her nipples with the sharpest knife i can find
drag the lifeless body through the bas-m-nt
asking where her face went?
it’s splattered and scattered over the pavement
who woulda known that i could get this dark?
like a shark, i’ll rip you open then i’ll pull you apart
it’s an art
this kinda sh-t could never peak on the charts
so i guess i’ll have to push this pencil straight through your heart..
“hey b-tch? i don’t mean to alarm you
but i think that dude over there is trying to harm you.”
“f-ckin p-ssy why’d you go ahead and tell her our plan, be a man, and stick a f-ckin cigarette to her hand.”
wait, sh-t, i don’t know
what the f-ck is this happening
attack everyone around me with a backhand slap again
while i’m dancing, romancing a maniac man mannequin
packing 60 bodies into the back of a black sedan again
packing 60 bodies into the back of a black sedan again

(outro):
p-ssy b-tch, go ahead, push the b-tton
sipping lean, dread in my head, double cuppin’
lil b-tch gimme head like a glutton
piling up dough, no dope in the oven (aye)
got the whole underground shaking
coaast poppa xan, go ham like bacon
whole club turning up, earth quaking
goth b-tch on my d-ck put the stake in

- king coaast lyrics

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