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michael da vinci - s.b.w. (sundayludeforus) lyrics

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[verse]
ain’t they sippin’ on that f-ck with him juice?
country -ss n-gga, leave you hangin’ like a tim boot
i got my controller on your -ss, you a sim fool
you a f-ckin’ queen actin’ like you makin’ king moves, d-mn
what’s the haps on the cr-ps?
life’s a f-ckin’ gamble, shootin’ sevens when i nap
i got interviews later when i drop it on the map
so shut the p-ssy footin’ when you b-tchin’ on the track, god d-mn
i think you losin’ by a lap
so run a little faster or just go and finish college
you got molly, i just ollie on the track witcha
n-gga said he ain’t want no verse, “i want a stack n-gga!”
eatin’ veggies in the motherf-ckin’ back n-gga
while my n-ggas poppin’ bottles, rollin’ fat swishas
it’s the house ’til the motherf-ckin’ death n-gga
until these f-ckin’ people go deaf n-gga
i want fans in your motherf-ckin’ neck n-gga
this the year the real blowin’ on the neck n-gga
so these n-ggas who ain’t actin’ like they south n-gga
seen my n-gga push the b-tton , to the left n-gga
and i get it f-ckin’ right or go left n-gga
cause we good ’round here, don’t need help n-gga



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