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mupp - vendetta! (slowed + reverb) lyrics

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[intro]
mupp broken your heart

[chorus]
d+mn, like, shawty, what it do?
got a bad b+tch on me, i’ma leave with you
if i walk up in the party, motherf+ckers better move
if a motherf+cker try me, i’ma put him on the news
godd+mn, i don’t want no f+ckin’ b+tch
’cause i came in the club with a motherf+ckin’ stick (ayy, ayy)
watch out, motherf+cker, ’cause i’m lookin’ for a l!ck
got diamonds on my wrist, brass knuckles on my fist
i’m stompin’ motherf+ckers in the face in the pit
might hit him in the head, i got a hundred in the clip
wait, lil’ b+tch don’t want that
i’ma put a blade through his chest like a thumb tack
like, d+mn, this choppa gon’ have him runnin’
been f+cking on his b+tch, i’ma f+ck her until i’m cummin’ (ayy)
got a bad lil’ b+tch at the crib and she up to somеthing
i’ma walk up in this b+tch, i don’t care if they tell mе “come in”

[verse]
’cause i came in this b+tch and i’m looking for a body (ayy, ayy, wait, wait)
i feel like murder is a motherf+cking hobby
and i’m coming off the top, feelin like i’m jeff hardy
got blood on the dance floor, walk up in this party
blood on my shirt from the vendetta
stomp him in the face with my boot and i tell him, “get up”
b+tch, heads up, i’m gettin’ fed up
pull up with the gun and mark yo’ head up, b+tch
[interlude: zxcursed]
завали ебальник!
ты это мне сказал?
да, это тебе, хуесос!
выйди нахуй из комнаты отсюда, долбоёб (трахать, трахать)
да я тебя сейчас в ебало выебу (трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать)
ебать… я… ладно, парни, я ща, я разберусь (трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать, трахать)

[chorus]
d+mn, like, shawty, what it do?
got a bad b+tch on me, i’ma leave with you
if i walk up in the party, motherf+ckers better move
if a motherf+cker try me, i’ma put him on the news
godd+mn, i don’t want no f+ckin’ b+tch
’cause i came in the club with a motherf+ckin’ stick
got diamonds on my wrist, brass knuckles on my fist
i’m stompin’ motherf+ckers in the face in the pit
might hit him in the head, i got a hundred in the clip
wait, lil’ b+tch don’t want that
i’ma put a blade through his chest like a thumb tack
like, d+mn, this choppa gon’ have him runnin’
been f+cking on his b+tch, i’ma f+ck her until i’m cummin’ (ayy)
got a bad lil’ b+tch at the crib and she up to something
i’ma walk up in this b+tch, i don’t care if they tell me “come in”



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