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pe$o pete - your mom: the movie lyrics

[verse 1: pe$o pete]

man f+ck did you think
i’m movin lazy when i’m off the dank
f+ck ’round with pe$o he walkin the plank
i need a millie inside of the bank
chopper gon’ tear off his arm like shanks
walked in the stew makin’ nothin’ but crank
king of the hill boy i’m feeling like hank
change up my flow boy i’m changing the weather
he wanted pressure now he on the stretcher
heatin’ this b+tch up i feel like endeavor
like a mad scientist pullin’ the lever
can’t f+ck with rappers cause’ rappers is fake
two twin glocks thats 40 and drake
he wanted beef so i cooked up a steak
chop up the body then clean up the brake

[verse 2: token black]

chop up the body send n+ggas to gates
bullets be flying i’m feeling like [?}
my hand is too sticky from all of the dank
my plug got the weed so the money exchange
when i come around they got nothin to say (weird)
i carry the 40 like wigglytuff
and put you to sleep like a jigglypuff
you walk in the mall like that sh+t’d be tough
i walk in that mall and i get what i want
they was ready for something not ready for us
oh that’s your b+tch tell her i said what’s up
she tryin’ to kick it with me like a punt
i’m smokin that gas and light up the blunt (b+tch!)
i got a chopper that’s shootin his leg off
i got a chopper with me like i’m (shiny pack)
i keep a chopper with me like i’m deadshot
[verse 3: shofu]

i get more points if i hit with a headshot
keep me a scope and a red dot
aim with precision i’m knockin his dreads off
she got my d+ck in a headlock
i was f+ckin’ his b+tch left the vid on his desktop
p+ssy i been on a roll
i gets ass on my d+ck you get xs and os
put my d+ck in her mouth now i’m strechin’ her throat
i got shooters on deck and they ready to go
take my goons to your job they gon’ follow you home
i ain’t never go vote but i keep me a pole
can you catch them bullets like patrick mahomes
we go ape for that apple your ass on the floor
i don’t f+ck with you n+ggas just leave me alone
my shootas up that boy was talkin’ sh+t now his medulla bust
my ruger up i need another clip cause’ i ain’t shoot enough
i’m suited up your b+tch she work for me you don’t know who to trust
i keep a toolie tucked
i pull the clippers out and watch your crew get cut
lil b+tch
(lets goooooo)
[outro: shofu the beatdown]
shofu tha godd+mn beatdown that’s right i’m back
shofu, pe$o pete, token black
what the f+ck is up
good sh+t
now is my turn to take over
let me know, who i gotta uppercut right now
imma’ get all of them
i swear to god
first of all, you’re ugly
second of all, shut the f+ck up
third of all, shut the f+ck up because you’re ugly
fourth, shut the f+ck up because you’re ugly, and for that, you need to shut the f+ck up
pe$o pete i swear to god please, please tell me who i need to whoop ass
f+ckin stupid, low iq havin’, ugly f+ckin b+tch n+gga
f+ck this song n+gga
imma keep talkin my sh+t
shofu tha beatdown
cypher gang
2013, 2019, 2016
out of order, i don’t give a f+ck
i ain’t gotta watch b+tch

- peo pete lyrics

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