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money making sace - s.o.b. lyrics

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[intro]

ha, aye
they gonna’ wanna’ ban me for this one
nytemare, we done f+cked up
we done f+cked up
oh my god, they gonna, wanna’ ban me for this one
look
bow
me and nytemare like batman and superman b+tch
you pick who which one
you f+cking b+tch
f+cking wh0re
woah
hey, hey, hey

[verse 1]

big sace, mon+ney making
dave blaney type of floss, when i f+ck my foreign
you a b+tch, you a hoe
and i f+cked yo’ step+mom
would’ve f+cked yo’ momma, but you look like the wh0re
at yo’ front door, trespassing all that
yes i am f+ckin’ faded, slap the (gun c+ck) like a gnat
b+tch!
r.i.p. x, on a k!ll streak b+tch
lsm on my fist, my just fist a white b+tch
[chrous]

crash it, crash it, crash it, crash it
crash it, crash it, crash it, crash it
flash quick, flash quick, flash quick, flash quick
flash quick, flash it
what

ahhhhhhhh!

[verse 2]

gone with the wind, more like gone with yo’ b+tch
b+tch i dropped my sh+t in europe, and it woke you f+cks up
yes i love my bl++dy fans, going stupid going nuts
i’m just waiting on the vid
please brittany, please trump
this my motherf+cking diary, boy i’m cutting up
all them bruises on her knees, and she never won the world cup

[outro]

onetakeshawty
you f+ckin’ b+tch
yea
bow

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