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lord lu c n - super drunk freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: denzel curry]
riding ’round the city, bumpin’ dizzy gillespie
i’m where the lex be, never where my ex be
lay your -ss down where the f-ckin’ t-rex be
only if you test me, i am too s-xy
i ain’t playin’ chess, ain’t no way you gonna check me
haters try to flex, talking ’bout they ’bout to stretch me
but this ain’t yoga, b-tch, got your main ho bendin’ over d-ck
denny too fly, i been on my sh-t
and i always been fly, put that on my jit, ugh
gotta be god, i’m too gangsta? prolly
i never been audited, give me your audi
i’m giving you quality, cool ’cause i gotta be
no accolades but you better acknowledge me (mm)
if you ever see a brother on the streets (mm)
if you ever heard a brother on a beat (mm)
if you couldn’t stand me, better take a seat (mm)
any beat i get is about to rest in peace

[verse 2: denzel curry]
sleep, sand man, from a place where the women get a tan, man
bad boy but i never went to jail, man
and i’m not from the planet, buddy i crash land on your b-tch -ss
chillin’ with my rich -ss, k!llin’ as i switch task
persona and pizzazz, b-tch, i’m live
slide with the homie, i ain’t got no phantom
if you turn into a f-ck boy, we ban ’em
if i really get too hot then fan ’em
if i get too rich then the zoes might scam ’em
shout out to my brother lucy!, ugh
fn-atik on the beat, ugh
everybody know shane my day one so i’m never gonna do him green, uh
anime, anybody wanna play? i go sensei
got my dogs rollin’ up dende
every other girl lookin’ like they hentai
x him out, got a brother lookin’ like kembe
flow is super duper, storm your house like a trooper, yeah
i’m still with your girl and she gon’ blow me like a tuber, yeah

[chorus: denzel curry]
super drunk, pockets on professor klump
from the swamps, where they leave your body slump
i don’t krump, i don’t jerk, i don’t dance, buddy
from a city build on c0ke and them xans, buddy
super drunk, pockets on professor klump
from the swamps, where they leave your body slump
i don’t krump, i don’t jerk, i don’t dance, buddy
from a city build on c0ke and them xans, buddy

- lord lu c n lyrics

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