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reptilian club boyz – vanity lyrics

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[intro: diamondsonmyd+ck]
ayy, yuh
d+mn, d+mn, d+mn, d+mn, b+tch
rcb sh+t n+gga
yah, what, what?
yeah vampire gang sh+t, suck my d+ck b+tch
f+ck you mean n+gga, yuh yuh yuh, yuh, yuh
what

[verse 1: diamondsonmyd+ck]
stomped his ass out got blood on my ice cream
coughing up blood n+gga this is not codeine
reptilian club just pulled up in srts
pew pew, i smoked him like og
b+tch [?]
[?] that b+tch, and i had on [?]
her p+ssy bald, like charles barkley
pulled up with his b+tch, look at him, salty

they stealin’ my drip, these n+ggas my offspring
[?] got a white b+tch, i feel like kobe
f+cking yo b+tch got her wet like a pisces
i feel like gucci, b+tch i’m so icy
i’m with the [?] go link up with marcy
f+cking yo b+tch got her screamin’ out rc, b+tch

[verse 2: hi+c]
gave her snake bites feel like i’m [?]
gas like a jew molly sh+lls like a [?]
[?] selling [?] like a drive thru
she giving me brain, she got a [?] iq
she eatin’ d+ck shoot me up just like [?]
get off my d+ck b+tch i’m not tryna wife you
stomp his ass out bro i’m not tryna fight you
hi+c head honcho b+tch i’m a boss, tycoon

she riding d+ck, got her wet like a typhoon
[?] b+tch i was jugging these white dudes
gotta die rich, pockets fat just like ice cube
i hit the scene and i’m lookin’ so godly
i popped that bean, it got me out my body
i got that gas b+tch i feel like a n+z+
she riding d+ck, got her wet like tsunami
b+tch i’m that n+gga, that’s why i’m so c+cky

he wanna be me, but n+gga you not
b+tch you know i got that juice like a tangerine
i pop a bean then charge up, demon energy
i look better than my b+tch, i got vanity
tweeting that f+ck sh+t now they tryna cancle me
i mix with that blood with the lean of my enemies
not about money then n+gga don’t text me
hoes on my d+ck, they wanna molest me

i suck her titties like i’m tryna breastfeed
i broke her heart, now she wanna hex me

[verse 3: marcy mane]
my b+tch so thick, godd+mn (d+mn)
she’s a russian [?], she always talking [?]
my n+ggas lookin’ for your b+tchass (where you at, n+gga?)
you the typa n+gga [?] (d+mn)
i gave you the swag and that’s on my gram’s
smoke you like a backwood and they filled up with grams
dump yo body in a river, throw yo head in a dam
who mans is this, ’cause he a b+tch

he’s a fiend off the lean, he ain’t shooting sh+t
n+gga won’t fight a n+gga but he robbin’ chicks
he said he a man but he ain’t sh+t, that n+gga don’t exist
who is he? i’m thinking ’bout getting rich (f+cking my b+tch)
rolling up that tree, n+gga mad ’cause i’m making plays
he get home, on the sofa, drownin’ in that lean

[verse 4: 5g]
these n+ggas soundin’ identical
smokin’ this blunt and it look like a tentacle
countin’ up green, eat ya veggies and minerals
i’m a machine i am out of my mental
just like [?]
look at this swag and it sharp like a pencil
walk in the scene and i pipe up
look at my wrist and that b+tch really iced up

f+cking this b+tch even though that she wifed up
these n+ggas hate even though that they like us
look at the drip, b+tch i feel like a biker
underground legend i’m feeling like viper
[?] triple k!ll i hit with the sniper
i earned my stripes so they calling me tiger
look at my [?] they brought 25 lighters
look at my [?] they brought 25 lighters

- reptilian club boyz lyrics

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