marleek – birth of a winner 2 lyrics
[hook]
it’s still a whole bag of stress
this game’s still got me beefing my friends
looks like they wanted this version twice
double life, trap house, i plugged his wife
sent bits to the shop, for the kids
kit kats, give them lots of sweets
getting rich off their dad with no t++th
it’s only right i buy ’em treats
double light, p+pucker that who, huh?
now you all know, rah
they buyin’ pucker tees, made me ps
merchandise in the boot, louis shoes
rev the engine, her crib
i hide a box, i hide the kеy, i hide the food
[verse]
servе grub, bitties man, i have to appreciate
they get man paid, twen’y lined up in the alleyway
i’m god, serve ’em up, they say, “thanks”, i give grace
pass the number if you want blow
tell your friends, tell the blokes with the hoes that smoke
then off i go, time to circulate the roads
i’m lonely, don’t phone me
unless you bun or unless you’re down to f+ck
i pinch a bum, have fun
pucker that food, not pity
just to smoke, i’m on dough
she undress his clothes, she’s just a hoe
d+ck and p+ssy, then d+ck in throat
i’m mixed race like a [?], it’s a mix of both
it’s still f+ck these hoes
she still a yat, on the roads
all through the day i beat that
then she cooks me roast, disrespectful i know
in the evening, ima treat that
then i exit out after she gets the pill, i’m cheeky still
wagwarn for the old bill, wagwarn for battyman
racist pigs onto me but no longer looking at my b+lls, batty and d+ck
the internet’s [?] thick
i know a million n+ggas that’s been through this harassment
man’s not calm, lol, wasn’t scared
but of course man laughed in the piggy’s face
looking at my b+lls, batty and d+ck for your pay, what a disgrace
go tell your wife, tell your kids, tell you love to strip young n+ggas
and look at b++++, b++++, d+++, knowing that man ain’t got sh+t
i mean literally, wagwarn for battyman
wagwarn for [?], i mean literally
wagwarn for battyman, wagwarn for [?]
officer, of course we run, of course we ran
we can’t fight a lawful battyman
they want to slap cuffs on me, and take me to custody
oh what a mockery
[hook]
it’s still a whole bag of stress
this game’s still got me beefing my friends
looks like they wanted this version twice
double life, trap house, i plugged his wife
sent bits to the shop, for the kids
kit kats, give them lots of sweets
getting rich off their dad with no t++th
it’s only right i buy ’em treats
double light, p+pucker that who, huh?
now you all know, rah
they buyin’ pucker tees, made me ps
merchandise in the boot, louis shoes
rev the engine, her crib
i hide a box, i hide the key, i hide the food
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