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l1l gh0st-dawg - big santana remix lyrics

[intro: thouxanbanfauni]
(10k)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yuh, yuh, yuh
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: thouxanbanfauni]
four+hour drive to savannah, one+way flight to atlanta
i ain’t here to see no thotties, they just pop up where i’m landing
and my eyes distorted, big santana off this fanta
[?] cause’ this glock ain’t never jamming
they wanted to race, they was ahead and now we in front of them
it hit high speeds from police, engine srt it’s going ham
hate it or love it, the undergrounds’ on top
love it and hate it, i’ma keep getting to this guap
and i’m gon’ climbed til’ i can’t peak no more
it’s way up high but i’ma reach that though
it ain’t safe in the house [?] outside
we the ones that f+cked you over and f+cked up your pride
keep that pistol tucked, concealed and by my side
can’t fall in love, it hurt too much, that’s on my life
so many faces around me, people come and go
i may interact but never get too close
i done lost a few brothers but more opps and foes
she thinks i’m a gardener planting seeds with all these hoes
if an enemy standstill it’s cause’ he talk too much
all that capping like it’s smoke, in person he hush
mean poker face, cool as f+ck, make these b+tches blush
can’t n0body pull my card, not ever, h+ll nah, this a royal flush
she playing games, her p+ssy rated e cause’ she for everyone
shawty spirit super free, she super freak, rick james i’m out
[interlude: l1l gh0st+dawg]
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah

[verse 2: l1l gh0st+dawg]
what you tryna get into?
suckin’ on your dad’s d+ck in a f+ckin’ coupe
i got a hoodie on, but i am not $not
i pull up on your mom and we be smokin’ pot
i f+cked a little boy and i got caught
his assh0l+ was dry, say it was a drought
don’t be sad, don’t f+ckin’ pout
i went to school and i got kicked out
shoutout to all my girl bosses out there
i be shakin’ around my feminist hair
i shot your dad and i got a lotta blank stares
this house is owned by hank, so the stairs in that house are hank’s stairs
stuck in your head like a bur
little black b+lls just like turf
you’re out of business, you don’t work
you’re ugly just like nav, no turks
f+ck giving thanks, f+ck turkey
third world country, no turkey
poppin’ perkys, poppin’ perkys, poppin’ perkys
just kidding, that is not how i am working
i love big d+ck
looking at little boys, i’m always lurking
i like lil’ d+ck
i always see your dad’s b00bs, he is always shirtless
look at his nips
but let’s not make fun of him, have lots of fun with him
cummin’ a ton with him, eating his bum with him
goin’ on run with him, fillin’ his tum with him
i’m sayin’, “yum” with him
[outro: l1l gh0st+dawg]
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah
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