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lord sizzle - viii lyrics

n-ggas acting like they entered in the contra code
walking contradictions, caught them by the copper toe
cupping clavicle, the gat i hold is magical
i let the bullet teach the trigger, no sabbatical
i’m cucking badder girls, i’m ducking the runts
got a medea-faced b-tch rolling king trode in my blunt
i’m made to stunt, but the b-tch, she jerks me off with her stumps
clump of meat on her pelvis, she got her booty all plump
(shieeeet) a n-gga got more game than the grumps, though
with gusto, couple bodies caught for my gumbo (gawrsh!)
that’s a tasty f-cking meal if i say so
my braids flow like the f-cking curtains i paid for
now stay woke, my eyes popping out of the gray locs
i’m grey goose sipping, tripping over my d-ck
adult swim and cannonball at night like i’m nick
i’m steady kicking with my shirt of like i’m broly
ne-cauliflower inhaling, or should i say it’s devoured? i’m sick
quickly ollie off the ox and i’m boxing the f-cking milk
ghetto cowboy got an eagle residing right in this hilt
bl–dy silk in the washer, my dosh is up to the ceiling
while baby peels bananas to make her a f-cking living
little debbie’s getting cream pies with no oatmeal
boat shoes to some nikes with a cold–ss grill
gold br-ss wheels, i’m posted with a no–ss hoe
and before i was her n-gga, i had no cash flow
now what that mean?
she ain’t like to eat up on collard greens
she in a scene every time we going out in the beams
but i’m pristine, she ain’t matter when it come to my team
i rather kick it at the crib eating crunchwrap supremes

who that n-gga over there?
staring at my hair, staring at my beard
comparing our wares [x2]

old codger, old codger, old codger……

- lord sizzle lyrics

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