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puck you - love it like that lyrics

[intro: little puck]
my guys!
no biggie, everything’s okay we’re all dead in the future
but hey, i feel pretty good right now
feeling like doing it up you feel me
kinda just wanna pump up the jams
will you pump up the jams with me?
okay, squad. 1-2-3!

[verse 1]
“b-tch smash cake for an arm and a leg”
“b-tch play dead sit pretty in the grave”
put a dog in the dog house, that’s what it knows, right?
so it goes? tight. finna fight fate? bark and bite
no law but men’s since god’s in sp-ce on another bender again
square one, men die, cut to the chase
lil’ b-tch cry wolf, wolf get it made
down for the count 3-2-1, i’m nicholas cage
johnny, with your face off
eat her peach all day in your cop face bruh
eat a peach all day, feel me?
berry my d-ck and crown me king. “same.” really?
who love skin they’re in? never seen a ten
b-tches on my lap defended too
skies blue smile at me on level 2
isn’t it funny? they’ll all be dead, dave, all be dead brave
rock in sp-ce, some perspective still
daddy never loved you but your audience will, homie
back to square one, men die. cut to the chase
mouth need to feed so eat peach all day
pump up the jams ’til you dead b-tch
i’m nicholas cage, i eat peach all day

[hook]
do it like that cause we them boys
little power masters run jewels like toys
we love it like that no money count
real playas ones you don’t hear about

we gon’ make it like that
squad gon’ take it like that, b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we world star, we gucci?

do it like that cause we them boys
little power masters run jewels like toys
we love it like that no money count
real playas ones you don’t hear about

we gon’ make it like that
squad gon’ take it like that, b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we world star, we gucci?

[verse 2]
life so short got art stretch long
do it up bud before your body gone
finna cast out fears say daddy’s here
and who gon’ spark me up? rip that bong b-tch!
baby face at nothing, sell it and good luck
hittin’ on your sauced mom course she gon’ pick up
hitch a lift through taco bell make happy little puck
hey let’s take a spin again! or, um, so do u suck? well-
when you running low on those fatty acids
i’ma dump fish flakes in yr tropical -ssets
got self-esteem? lovely
now make some change, money
gotta have fun, f-ck, gonna do it up, honey
grounded in the morning daddy’s girl “what the f-ck?”
doodle stussy to p-ss time not what’s up
doctor say six things never go without
“god family camera ocean seafood starbucks account”
in 2014, i milked obscenely bong rips from my 2 footer
’15, reliable likers and their triggers
betcha 2020 dead feel good posse figures
throw a fist in puck take princess for a bow
“thank you” as sincere as bedtime fable “perfect cow”
walking grave claim rain feel on the face how?
“no biggie” you can wet your d-ck in it on cable now

[hook]
do it like that cause we them boys
little power masters run jewels like toys
we love it like that no money count
real playas ones you don’t hear about

we gon’ make it like that
squad gon’ take it like that, b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we world star, we gucci?

do it like that cause we them boys
little power masters run jewels like toys
we love it like that no money count
real playas ones you don’t hear about

we gon’ make it like that
squad gon’ take it like that, b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we world star, we gucci?

[verse 3]
make room for daddy, new god you pray to
feel good meme, for hope, c0ke, to cope you
face book wet mouth soda fetus cherished vow
altar fresh men molly water tao lin
why a baby born if you know it gon’ die?
touch computers more than people in my life
both run hot, squad got looks that k!ll
p-ssy hydrated? p-ss check b-tch, i will
f-ck a d-ck taste, try cash, check, digitally
rock off sp-ce, get out here physically
don’t touch dead sharks, ride them for the vine
sad boys sad they only hang online
ball the f-ck out cause mom said we gifted
p-ss a water bottle, two mints, and i’m lyfted
masters of the possible, no siegfried, roy
finna get high as astro and his boy
you an out-here templeton rat poppin’ b-ttons
i’m richie rich snapback prodigious
don’t front bill keep it real, you bump naked ladies still
laugh track gimmick sh-t
fist for the f-ckboy, hard as a wasp’s drink
clean clocks, stop watches, everything but kitchen sink
don’t touch now pretty mad no f-cking
i’ma come up quicker than d-ck that you sucking

[hook]
do it like that cause we them boys
little power masters run jewels like toys
we love it like that no money count
real playas ones you don’t hear about

we gon’ make it like that
squad gon’ take it like that, b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we world star, we gucci?

we gon’ do it like that
cause we got it like that
and we love it like that
so we gon’ take it like that, homie

squad gon’ make it like that
b-tch gon’ have it like that
i’m gon’ rap it like that
we gucci?

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