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pseudodemonio - landy congac lyrics

hm, b+tch
yeah
b+tch yeah

aye turn me down a lil bit man
ight

man, i’m smacked today so logic thinking’s off the table
way she necked me down she won a ring she play for the tornadoes
have her bent for my sauce looking like the human table
flip+flippin’ through subscriptions while you still be watching cable

yellow tee with the lion this is kenzo
i’ma run her bases before you can make the friend zone
on the road with steal am i out? i coulda been home
three days in three different states what’s this timе zone?

ask a question you get poppеd like a faygo
triple zero up and now you trynna go where they go
hope lydia chilling with that roll out in newaygo
talking bout you coaching, you ain+ you ain’t ever made a play though

huh man
that’s why you stay broke
on the phone 247 with the same hoes
talking bout a bucket kfc cause you don’t make those
chances make champs and it shows that you don’t take those
everyday i go through fake codes
trippin’ off the road
and you be tripping over fake hoes
know that sh+t tragic working magic in my bape cloak
call me chris angel how i vanished with that lace broke

battle with the sticks you get iced like you bobby orr
man i’m feeling like that one song rawgothicpuer
5’10 with the fire i am not floyd
one cam on yo phone dead i rip androids

3 weeks dawgy i done seen you rock the same tec
you ain’t finna lace neph
leave her in the mail she trynna send a “why you late?”
text
i ain’t gotta give a b+tch sh+t i’ll be straight ref
i ain’t poppin’ out ‘less i’m cashing in a fake check
i’ll make three off of amex
pull up to the spot out the way came with latex
i ain’t having kin so i gotta practice safe s+x
you ain’t educated can you even make a drake ref?

like dawg can we even say you make music?
in that kitchen flipping burgers but you’ll get to it
lil bank show big bank? that’s a pence stupid
i ain’t poppin’ out ain’t no dollar sign next to it
high as h+ll trippin’ man i thought that b+tch was amythest
white girl ate me up good, huh, banana split
no money in yo pocket but you stacking it
when you making plays like me you might become a champion

man i feel like knute rockney
i’m a punchaholic but i’m never eating broccoli
or spinach for that matter get a bag and get to spinning like a top piece
box the whole block for some guap am i rocky?
mad as h+ll you loosing to me huh mitt romney
need a vc call up guy kawasaki
slippin’ through my sauce that’s just blood inside my body
got the magic touch by a mic no miyagi+ stop

- pseudodemonio lyrics

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