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preacher $am - another day (gutter surfin') lyrics

[verse 1:]

4 double 8 with some baggies
i’m fresh as f+ck in the trap
my shotties barrels are doubled
in case you flappin’ that trap
my b+tch is bad in the back of a cadillac
with the strap
double the codeine and mix it
and stick my d+ck in that ass
i’m preacher $am
b+tch i flash
them cameras stuck in that flash mode
from all them parties late at night
they spottin’ my white hat
my diamonds are like that
i’m cold as a ice pack
and if i go to h+ll
then h+ll is froze from my ice flash
preach

[chorus:] x 4

i love thy b+tches
love thick thigh b+tches
[verse 2:]

what the f+ck is up with these
upperc+nt hillybillies
if you wanna make a milli, do it
slide in the rolls
stripper poles in the back
of the big, green escalade
lightin’ up the ganja
and sippin’ on marmalade, ah
p+ssy poppin’ on her toes
that’s a handstand
spent some green up on my clothes
how the man stand?
up to you it’s like
peaches to cream
apples to beans and
shotguns to febreeze
geez

[chorus:] x 4

i love thy b+tches
love thick thigh b+tches

[verse 3:]
this sh+t is easy as peasy
the q’s and p’s of the game
she sucked my d+ck
and then she bounced
don’t know the name of the dame
my f+ckin’ pockets have changed
you pockets full of some change
i’m full of f+ckin’ surpises
zoo of tigers and lions
we build up an alliance
while you shuttin’ your eyelids
i grew up from fake sh+t
to a porsche in the driveway
expensive ass sh+t
i had to handle it my way
and uppercut you country
f+ckin’ c+nts
the clip is sideways
preach

[chorus:] x 4

i love thy b+tches
love thick thigh b+tches

[verse 4:]
ah, make me wanna pull my hair out
and grow it back
make me wanna make a fat b+tch
throw out her back
throw out a stack of hundred
dollar bills up on the table
play some poker, maybe slots
and go home and i watch some cable
still whip my old mercury sable
got it parked in the garage
right next to the bentley
just in case you motherf+ckers
need reminded i’m not friendly
unload a ten piece of 9 millimeters
at ya, i’m back

- preacher am lyrics

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