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m.i.k.3 - haha!!! lyrics

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[verse 1: m.i.k.3]
po+po+pop a molly
got a shotty
actin naughty
my d+ck goes kamikaze
b+tches lookin like a couple n+z+’s
these bones shatter [?] brainless as a f+ckin zombie
imma flip her like an oli
why these b+tches so gnarly
ok i’m runnin off the propane
ok i’m runnin out of cocaine
ok i’m deadly as a hurricane
ok i’m flyin out to ukraine
i pop off like a mad man
wtith a laser call me [?]
i shoot the k!ller like afghan
with an [?] is batman
i light a match in the gas can
i’m scarface till my last stand
i see your music in the trash can
you haters make my [?]

[verse 2: xatashi]
f+ck that sh+t put a bullet in yo f+ckin head
suck my d+ck stupid b+tch just give me f+ckin head
[?]
[?] i don’t care about your friend
i don’t care about your friend [?]
if he want the smoke [?]
i really don’t care [?] top sh+t
[verse 3: rare akira]
f+ck a goth b+tch with a big d+ck
like n+gga talkin big sh+t
i hit him with a long clip
[?] d+ck
[?] blade hit
while a lil b+tch she face it
she shakin
can’t take it
she hop to taste it
i come for the money
i aim for his body
i run up on you
and i look for the money
[?]
she bounce like a bunny
d+ck in her p+ssy she can feel it in her tummy
i pop a perc [?] stomach
i smoke the gas and i’m feelin so lovely
[?]
p+ssy ass n+gga pull up and they duckin
pull up with daggers and they what that she be suckin
p+ssy ass n+gga pull up and they runnin
i got an ar [?] i’m huntin
you got a n+gga [?]
[?]
you got a clip boy i got a dozen
n+gga keep talkin my n+ggas start bussin
[?] these n+ggas still buggin
tired of n+gga [?] do somethin
they wanna play with my n+gga keep [?]
[?]
[verse 4: wrxth]
any n+gga claimin he on it
catch a f+ckin bullets
i be in the back and it’s on me
imma f+ckin bullet
ay boy get yo sh+t stomped
imma f+ckin cat
[?]
if you f+ckin dare
i don’t feel like screamin
up the police screamin
ak make him bleed [?]
now he fiendin for his life
keep the strap [?]
f+ck it i pull up with blood on the knife
he can [?] like a dike
k!ll him broad they on sight
that lil boy get stepped on
he bleedin now he look like a tampon
i’m f+ckin lil b+tch she a redbone
ay don’t talk down b+tch this clip long
demons in my spot
[?] bout to f+ckin shoot
ay we hoppin out
hollows bout to go through you

- m i k 3 lyrics

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