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mellowhype – chordoroy lyrics

we come through mopping, like janitors
smoking kush nuggets the size of f-cking tarantulas
blow got me amped as f-ck, ho n-gg-s backing up
and that n-gg- short tell that n-gg- jasper swag me up
swag me up, swag is us, who can tell me how the f-ck
our number one fans is f-ggots that used to laugh at us
tell me who’s as rad as us and the answer was
“um, y’all dope, wolf gang just the damper dust”
yeah the dapper dogs take your head chop it off
no father, f-ck being proper b-tch, we’re popping off
and to top it off i’m dropping monster monologues
as hot enough to p-ss your local arson off
that’s me spitting this f-cking garbage toss
as you n-gg-s, n-gg-s get familiar with the art of loss
switch swag on you little d-ck f-gs
you f-cking dead b-tch chips, i’m on my fifth bag with your b-tch -ss

she call me crazy, they call me crazy
they call me shady but it’s a chordaroy life
i’m living baby, i’m living baby
i’m living baby, it’s a chordaroy life
and you call me shady, call me crazy
call me lazy, i ain’t your baby
it’s a chordaroy life that i’m living hazy
it’s a chordaroy life that i’m living phase me

people love hodgy i hate you though
i don’t precipitate b-tch, i h2o
and i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane
thoughts, cause you’re an outsider tryna get in brain
i like girls but i don’t f-ck with tramps
i’m elephant tusking and they succulents
i’m shaving off my boot hairs deciduosly
break jaws mr. vigora, rigorously
i’m hot breeze, snot sneeze
i cop weed for less of a percentage than i f-cking plot seeds
new racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection
b-tch i got my swag card, natural protection
pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons
i brandish and i flash tools and i have fools stepping
i’m a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light
feed n-gg-s sh-lls like my motherf-cking beach is nice

when i say “wolf gang”, you say “f-ck that”
room full of wolves, inhalers and used blunt wraps
fingers in the middle of b-tches bodacious b-ttcracks
enough f-cking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped
this is f-ck music here, let a couple sl-ts use it
show their b–bs, and i’ll hop out the booth when i’m done p–ping
grab a couple gats, stuff ’em in the backpack
then take them to school for show and tell day screaming “f-ck students”
backing up a bunch of fatherless kids and a pack of dust
could f-cking splat and show you the f-cking iraq in us
a bunch of f-cking wolves and rats having n-gg-rs the size of shaq
backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck
killing these n-gg-s off quick
don’t believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip
trigger being pulled, n-gg-rs in a ditch
that wasn’t bullets, that was copies of b-st-rd, you b-tch

- mellowhype lyrics

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