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pistolero2k - in my cup lyrics

[intro]
ah, it’s in my raccoon wounds
in my cup, uh
in my cup, uh, yeah
in my cup, uh

[refrain]
you don’t need that sh+t, lil’ b+tch, let me hold
you don’t need that sh+t, lil’ b+tch, let me tote
i’m pourin’ the act’, i’m pourin’ the potion
i’m sippin’ too much, got me in slow motion
he runnin’ away, i’ma need to reload it
i ain’t even geekin’, like, is you high?
huh? how the f+ck do you know this?

[chorus]
pour the wok’ in my cup, tell that b+tch, “top me up”
louis v with the studs, lil’ b+tch, what the f+ck you want?
lil’ b+tch, i can’t even walk ’cause of all this actavis
b+tch, i’m tellin’ you, when i pull this heater, i won’t miss
yeah, yo’ b+tch, she want some pics for the motherf+ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f+ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b+tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena
yeah, yo’ b+tch, she want some pics for the motherf+ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f+ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b+tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena
[refrain]
you don’t need that sh+t, lil’ b+tch, let me hold
you don’t need that sh+t, lil’ b+tch, let me tote
i’m pourin’ the act’, i’m pourin’ the potion
i’m sippin’ too much, got me in slow motion
he runnin’ away, i’ma need to reload it
i ain’t even geekin’, like, is you high?
huh? how the f+ck do you know this?

[verse]
oh, you want this sh+t? well, you can’t have it back
you better watch out, i’ma spin through back
b+tch, i ride ’round town with that motherf+ckin’ mac
two pistols on me, can’t lack
you is a b+tch, and b+tch, that’s that
walk in the trap, all black with a pound to flip
all ice on me like a motherf+ckin’ [?]
b+tch better wait ’til i motherf+ckin’ [?]
i don’t care if she a ho, i’ma still f+ckin’ slam
lil’ b+tch, i know you a b+tch, it don’t matter
my old b+tch fat, but my new b+tch fatter
you already know how it go
ride ’round town with a see+through clip
you already know i keep that pole
you say that’s your wife but the b+tch do [?]
[outro]
(hahahahahahaha)
tell that b+tch, “top me up”
louis v with the studs, lil’ b+tch, what the f+ck you want?
lil’ b+tch, i can’t even walk ’cause of all this actavis
b+tch, i’m tellin’ you, when i pull this heater, i won’t miss
yeah, yo’ b+tch, she want some pics for the motherf+ckin’ ‘gram
i just scammed a white kid, fifty for a f+ckin’ gram
now he tryna call back, sorry, there’s no refund
b+tch, i’m lurkin’, you can’t see me, feelin’ like john cena

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