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quay dash - pop triggaz lyrics

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[intro]
like, i don’t want y’all b+tches looking at me, like
i hate every single one of y’all, like
i’ll smack the sh+t out of all y’all b+tches, like
when my b+tches is f+cking [?] and they f+cking like, they go to me, so
f+ck all y’all b+tches, y’all could all eat a f+cking d+ck
c+nt mafia motherf+cker, uh, yeah

[chorus]
just chilling with my b+tches, on top of the hill we stack riches
f+ck out my face, i don’t want your pitches
we the real b+tches, we pop triggaz
just chilling with my b+tches, on top of the hill we stack riches
f+ck out my face, i don’t want your pitches
we thе real b+tches, we pop triggaz

[verse]
so lеt me just teach ya, i am the preacher (yeah)
sucking n+++a’s at the desk, get my glasses out, i am the teacher (what)
nice to meet ya, i’m s+xy model facial features (oh)
and if you try my patience, i’m gonna have to beat ya
eat ya, all up like a slice of pizza (yeah)
doesn’t get down, and sh+t you out bad diarrhea (right)

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