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lumaclt - broke boy christmas lyrics

[intro]
da, da, da ,da
da, da, da, da, da, daa, daa, huh
yuh, ay, yuh
lit as f-ck in this b-tch
whoa, yeah

[verse 1]
dream about racking the bands, whoa
jingle bells on my hands, whoa
i be blazing when i spaz, can’t f-ck with yo mans, we hitting that gas, whoa
they be asking what i’m rapping for
spitting bars on the cl-ssical
murder beats on sight, working in the lab, we dripping in ice, yea
man i’m in the spirit, with the super serum, i ain’t taking no advice, yea
all these haters i push past, a pain in the -ss, we gotta get right (right)
but i stay sober, i’m not tryna f-ck up my life this early, oh my (yuh)
pick it kitty litter so tiny and bitter that i’ma need my gl-sses when you write, yeah

[verse 2]
ay, whoa
i can’t f-ck with you no more (no more)
you think stunting, but you don’t do nothing, man i see the mind of a fool (mind of a fool)
i’ll shoot you down, break your back now, when i’ma come with the tool
f-ck yo b-tch from the back, throw her out the house, don’t know what to do (yuh, yuh, yuh)
f-ck it, don’t know what happened, i sit in my closet rapping, and no i could never fathom the life, yuh
people are idolizing the dumbest of flows and sh-t they can’t understand, man what is right, yuh
popping like peanut brittle, the n-gga that p-ssed the pinnacle, i’m in a jolly spirit tonight, yuh
f-ck what they be doing, i keep it going pursuing, and everybody know we k!ll it precise, whoa (ay ay)

[outro]
you know yo b-tch can’t f-ck with me (yea,yea)
she a little crusty -ss hoe (stank hoe, yea)
you know i ain’t capping when she suck me (when she suck me)
swallowing my kids just like a pro (ay, ay)
(ha ha ha)
(yuh, yuh, yuh)

- lumaclt lyrics

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