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koujas - i suppose lyrics

[intro]
(desire production)
yeah, woah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
hop out the van
we switch buddy now he on the floor
havin’ these withdrawals without you
i feel like i got me a cold
baby, i’m already high
but i’ll roll up again i suppose
baby, i’m geekin’ i’m tweakin’ i’m lit
baby, i’m way too throwed

[verse 1]
stick in my drawers, baby keep it cozy
she a goat with that throat, she goated
me and my brudda have motion
he ain’t got no money, he hopin’
in the back of the v pourin’ up
got a pinyon full of that stuff
let a bad b+tch grab my nuts
she wanna eat me, please me, treat me
she wanna come f+ck wit’ me
ya’ b+tch on the tеam, should’ve signed a lil’ treaty
shе wanna come f+ck wit’ us
my brudda lil’ dee finna hang the lil’ b+tch by his legs
he leavin’ no witness
i’m skinny, the glock replace the muscle
i ain’t even doin’ no fitness
i’m on a inbox blue, ooh
she wanna f+ck with the crew, ooh
dropped out wit’ bs and cs
i was sayin’ f+ck school, ooh
hangin’ wit’ my bloods
but i stay with them blues too, ooh
put his ass on that dog food
[chorus]
hop out the van
we switch buddy now he on the floor
havin’ these withdrawals without you
i feel like i got me a cold
baby, i’m already high
but i’ll roll up again i suppose
baby, i’m geekin’ i’m tweakin’ i’m lit
baby, i’m way too throwed

[verse 2]
she gag on my d+ck, don’t choke on it
arp came wit’ a scope on it
call my slime, yeah lil’ six on him
ya’ brudda ya’ mans, ya’ mans gone
we p+ss on his grave, he dead homie
we ski on b+tch and he goin’ out sad
he stay cryin’ ’bout his dead homie
can’t wait ’til i see ya’
we gon’ beat ya’ ass with that lead homie
get him set up by the b+tch
we gon’ wipe his nose, yeah we so slimy
i don’t worry ’bout makin’ no friends
these rap boys, they be lame homie
they copy every word i say homie
r kelly, i’ma p+ss on ’em (desire)

- koujas lyrics

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