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natsu fuji – your mom snorts egg yolks (ignoremix) lyrics

[intro: shofu]
aye, huh?
yeah
b+tch
yo’ mama sleep wit’ a nightlight on and wears barney p+j’s to bed, n+gga (haha)
lil’ b+tch, aye, aye (woo!)

[verse 1: shofu, pe$o pete, & tommy tallarico]
i got your b+tch on my d+ck (huh?)
talk to that hoe, tell her, “i gotta’ get to the guapo” (god d+mn’!)
imitate [?], my neck on da vinci, my ring on [?], my wrist on picasso
bad b+tch, she look like a model, f+ck around, pull my d+ck and she wobble
my paper long like a novel
she do what i say, got her [?] like i won the lotto’
uh, hammerhead genie in a bottle (huh?)
we lookin’ down, came up from the bottom (huh?)
f+ck you mean? b+tch, i’ve always been a problem (huh?)
young peter told me, “get ’em”, then i got ’em (aye)
twenty karats on my wrist bling, oof!
give a d+mn’ about what a b+tch think, oof!
thirty pounds up on my chestpiece, oof!
die if you ain’t gon’ respect me, oof!
shine like the sun, b+tch, i’m blacker, i’m tanner
she take my banana, she ain’t got no manners
my hammer [?], when she look, she enamored
she don’t get a dime, n+gga, i am the man
n+gga, i do whatchu’ you do whatchu’ can
whole different person, i’m gone off a xan’
they got no pots, so i’m whippin’ a pan
whatchu’ expectin’? i don’t understand (aye)
cookin’ up hot sh+t, the heat in my hands
i be rollin’ around, gotta’ get to the bands
got the glock in my pants for you ants
i’m too big, see me walkin’ around, i’m destroyin’ j+pan (hoo!)
give me the cash, grab the check, and ran with the 9 in my pants and the thing in my sock (d+mn’! d+mn’!)
your wifey be on me, she callin’ me “daddy”, she say i’m so handsome
i get that a lot
[pre+verse 2: pe$o pete]
aye, man
you know who the f+ck it be, haha
this sh+t so hard
boy, yo’ mama look like a bag of hot cheetos (what? what? what?)
hold up, yo’ (d+mn’! d+mn’! d+mn’!)

[verse 2: pe$o pete]
okay, you still on my wave?
pull up in a uber with my blade (what?)
my sh+t so insane
mental lapses when i write insane (d+mn’)
no, i do not play
wrist on bobby flay (wrist, wrist, wrist)
this sh+t is okay (yeah)
bullets like olay
smooth like [?], okay (what? what? aye)
ooh, feel like madara uchiha (huh? d+mn’)
ooh, f+ck you, wouldn’t wanna’ be ya’ (huh? nah)
ooh, sing to ya’ b+tch like sia (huh? b+tch)
ooh, then i skrrt off like “see ya’!” (huh? skrrt!)
wrists on rainbow sh+t neon, d+mn’ (huh? ice)
all y’all rappers are peons, d+mn’ (huh? sauce)
yo’ b+tch scream my name, huh? (huh? lil’ b+tch)
she stayed out for eons (woah)
k!llin’, i’m k!llin’, young pe$o a villian
my skin on vanilla, i’m hot like the ceilin’ (aye! aye!)
my voice so appealin’, i’m slashin’, not stabbin’, you never be healin’, i flip, then i whip (aye! aye! aye! what?!)
wheelin’ and dealin’
the feds always watchin’, the pe$o is [?]
i came out the cut like [?]
banana in my ‘rari, i’m swervin’, woah, woah, woah (skrrt!)
ooh, my wrist look so ice (what?)
ooh, young pe$o been nice (uh)
ooh, and you scratch your head like “how he do it?”, talkin’ lies
ooh, young shofu, he cold, huh?
y’all hoes [?], huh? (okay)
y’all kids how i wanna’ be, huh?
always [?] be [?], b+tch! (aye, aye, aye)
[pre+verse 3: pe$o pete & kezura]
d+mn’! (woah)
yo’ kez, hold me back, bro’, get ’em, get ’em
wait, wait, wait, you gotta’ wait, bro’, hol’ up, hol’ up
it’s okay! it’s okay! it’s okay! ([?])
hahaha, d+mn’, sit down, man
sh+t, i got this

[verse 3: kezura]
yuh, b+tch, who is you?
all these n+ggas call me “kez” (d+mn’)
b+tch, i’m only seventeen, and i never been to bed (yuh, yuh, woah)
asking, “why?”, are you dumb? (yuh+yuh)
boy, the money never rest (okay)
so i’m cuttin’ h+lla’ bricks that i stole from the feds (yuh, god d+mn’)
who you kiddin’, b+tch? (yuh)
i’m the one that you will dread (yuh, yeah+yeah)
yeah, [?] to [?], i got demons in my head (yuh, god d+mn’)
poppin’ xans, not poppin’ shots, for the money, for my bread (yuh, woo!)
yeah, your girl is grown to like it when my monsters in her bed (yuh, okay)
i feel like yamamoto since i’m fire with the blade (god d+mn’)
that heater warmin’ up, i’m bringin’ fire to yo’ face (god d+mn’)
and if you ain’t talkin’ money, i don’t f+ck witchu’ lames (woah+woah)
i’m a bad barber, you get cut in the fade (woo!)
i’m a menace poppin’ shots, you can see i got the glock (brr! uh+huh)
got my cannon in her mouth, and it sound like poppin’ rocks (what?)
i bet i’m poppin’ out on top, i’m a god up on yo’ block ([?], what?)
and the feds are always watchin’, but the boy just payed them off, r+i+p (what? what? what? what?)
[outro: kezura]
woo! aye, yuh (yuh, yuh)
hey, yuh, hey, yuh (yuh)
turn up, what are y’all n+ggas talkin’ ’bout? (yuh)
you don’t even know, man
this is so f+cking clean (yuh)
d+mn’, some ignorant sh+t (yuh)
get it! get it! (yuh)
brrah!
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

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