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phily skeamz - 2 ez lyrics

2 ez lyrics
in the club you just c+ck block
while b+tches stay up on my jock
you get friend zoned a lot
24 seconds hit my shot
got her triggered
trigger finger by her g spot
no trigger lock
man i’m coming in that b+tch
like we the swat
f+ck you thought
from the dmv
man we been called them thots
on my block jaywalk
to see my dawg by 50 cops
gimme top not the box
get in that then b+tches plot
how many side n+ggas you got
she forgot we should make a swap
tryna hit ya lil bestie, she s+xy
make it messy
gonna pin her down like i’m
wrestling
ain’t rapping i’m mic testing
ain’t acting out i’m pressing
ain’t working out i’m flexing
ain’t blacking out i’m investing
ain’t eating out she obsessing
lil groupie
tried to pimp a n+gga for some sushi
it’s nothing too me
i ain’t simping
but i’ll eat her coochie
i’m feeling moody
type to get head
front row of the movies
this d+ck a doozy
hit her 30 times i’m like an uzi
i’m know them goonies
with the toolie who are so unruly
she bougie asking dr.phil
to put shots in her booty
i get the bag like i’m at tumi
drip till cali gloomy
this whip magic she’s assuming
riding me she’s zooming
smoke alert
keep the sh+t to murk
inside my b+tches purse
if he purp
have his limbs dispersed
treat him like some work
off the percs cause this hurts
pop star still can burst
rob the treasury sent a
verse to was reimburse
know my worth
respect first
over everything on earth
when her attitude the worst
know that p+ssy imma surf
she a flirt probably slurp me
until lil shawty burp
you can beef i get dessert
running game its on the turf
track star she a runner
pushing p like i’m gunna
stand for pistols we hunters
i’m just a star like i’m stunna
you n+ggas is fronters
she kick it with me like a punter
and giving me brain till she dumber
i’m taking over the summer
they telling me chill i don’t wanna
pockets creamy she was sleazy
man that sh+t to easy
if you thieving by this evening
at your front door cheesing
come back season p+ssy grieving
have heavy breathing
wet she in bikinis
yours dry as a martini
don’t beef sweetie heat
lay you flat as a panini
she want the ‘ghini and linguini
player ain’t luigi
she want the yeezys
for the freebie hoe we ain’t on tv
it whip magic in shotgun
i keep a genie
can’t no one see me
coming at you like i’m in 3d
i ain’t her bd
but ya girl’s at my private screening
the plug wanna pout
no doubt
my drip be ending the drought
we want an amount
exact ain’t talking about
then future tell ’em wheezy we out

- phily skeamz lyrics

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