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luigi cartelo - sp lyrics

she bbming f-ck me..f-ck me / ever since i took her on.. a mock spree /she mess with ogs she don’t ever f-ck free/ she likes fast money kinda like/luxury /. i get my p worth got her feeling to give birth/ saying she miss me i thought i had to leave first /hoes will say anything to fulfil their weave thirst./ when you balling you never have to..think first /give a b-tch a french purse she finna be a drenched nurse/uno dos tres sea men gotta disperse / all in return for that .. prada purse, / i anita sucker her sucks always reimburse

lsd gang what, lsd gang what? lsd gang n-gger lame sh-t dies i despise fake n-ggers

smoking all this kush got my eyes hazy / but i can still see. you looking fly stacey /rap is just the hustle baby…f-cking you like you naomi russle lady/

this is sp test me then fail/ i’ll be there when you b-tch inhale/ show her where the best sailors sail/ no seal she gon’ see d like mail/ bad man got girls buzzing like.. glad fans/ f-ck her in the toilet.. lad plans /still treat my girl like my bam bam/ but when we f-cking we go ham/ she my baby so no rocks thrown/ imma give her that bedrock thrown/build her a place like a ciroc boys home / took her shield off when i deployed bone/ your b-tch ain’t quiet so my sk!lls are known/ now she begging for john over the phone

smoking all this kush got my eyes hazy / but i can still see. you looking fly stacey /rap is just the hustle baby…f-cking you like you naomi russle lady/ working on it like some extra muscle maybe/don’t be mad cus i’ve on the mic lately/ still giving you my best friend like sh-ggy/ after mans in the van we alike dodgy

lsd gang what, lsd gang what? lsd gang n-gger lame sh-t dies i despise fake n-ggers

- luigi cartelo lyrics

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