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mazaku - friends lyrics

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throwing out quick punches and i ain’t talking that featherweight
talking bout that woman and white man like we were segregate
p-ssy turned infinity why her body shape like a 8
(awww d-mn)
here we go again
zaku throwing salt & peppa
like a chinny chin chin
pigs on me, can’t win
atheist i can’t sin

bad b-tches need fences
dancers, strippers & vixens

let me back track
jamaican her -ss fat –
pockets i had
& diamond watches no tags
she looking at me like dag
and i was ready to bag
ok!
really a fad
so add a t to that bag , d-mn

but here’s the thing
i wasn’t down to play games
preaching about a ring
and converting to chris-tain
even let go of christine
for a chocolate bound queen too

yea, back to my roots, look what the queen do
more than a fling
man that sh-t happened a-gain
now i’m feeling i’m in chains
she may make a n-gga change
but of course she ja-mai-can
so she wanted finer tings!
don’t want a ring
but she see the things that my change do

she see the benefits of f-cking with mazaku
she see the benefits of swallowing mazaku’s
klux klan, a n-gga that count bands
no selling the white man
no itching to flip xanz– ou!

mm
d-mn, d-mn he flossy
should have seen the way she looked at me
in my cross fit
see the new sneaks she wearing?
yeah i bought it
she left her dyk- side
in the closet
(for a real n-gga.

- mazaku lyrics

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