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lil purp - who shot ya (remix) lyrics

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[verse one]

who shot ya i don’t know straight in the crotch ya
looking like pac in quad studios, you pasta
penne ala vodka, red sauce like lava
lasagna, you on the ground baaaaa-ing like a llama
calling for ya papa ya momma and allah
ahhh now you screaming like opera
go get operated on before you nirvana
kurt cobain, bring the drama

disappearing act that’s a fact an iguana
on the track i slow ya down like a comma
then i slow myself off this hydro marijuana
but my flow stays rapid like a river raft on ya
the dutches i roll give ya blunt force trauma
leave you frozen in a ray of light no madonna
the purple pandas gonna send ya to the doctors
they calling me a boxer, a million dolla toddler

i’ve got rabies from my toes to my collar
my posture’s nothing short of a monsters
chest full of armor, t-tanium, no copper
i conquer these beats i’m a bomber
100 martyrs heading straight for ya locker
i shock ya, like an earthquake i rock ya
make you sh-t ya pants, a product of betty crocker
f-dg- brownie, you doubt me and i’mma pop ya

you looking like a pretzel after i knot ya
swarming like bees my swat team is gonna drop ya
equipped with fly swatters, of course im gonna swat ya
f-ckin all around like i’m a globetrotter
i keep it fly from vermont to sri lanka
trucking all you motherf-ckas up like a tonka
hit the beat strong like the taste of sanka
boy i’m bout to go bananas, nuts and bonkers

triple threat on yo -ss p-ss and i’mma dunk ya
my rhymes hit the punch lines, golden boy oscar
rolling doobies up with the finest of rasta
the number one player on an allstar roster
take you to the panic room, jodie foster
silence all you lambs i’m a wolf no imposter
squash you to a sauce, now you thinkin hospice, ya
looking like applesauce after i criss cross ya

no you’re not this, i’m the main man, lobster
i’mma eat you, you see food when i vomit
fry all you potatoes up like latkes
bust into that hole like i’ve got all pro blockers
you can’t stop us, i’m the king and i’mma whop ya
don’t get mad at me cause your life is improper
flyer than an eagle, jeremiah trotter
flyer than a motherf-cking super lynx copter

that’s right boy my knowledge will jog ya
memory back to baby form maybe longer
house full of greens but i am not a farmer
spitting straight heat the house hotter than a sauna
thank god for, obama f-ck you osama
lil purp yo, now ya know who shot ya

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