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retch - jumpstreet lyrics

retch: yeah,yeah…
b-tches and bleeps like (like this?)
retchy motherfucking heir gang fast money

[verse 1: retch]
yo, i fuck my side b-tch more than my main b-tch
she leave me then came back it’s the same shit
talking bout i ain’t shit, i know im not
heard it from you my mother and the cops
mostly thats what they say a lot
i don’t give a fuck though roll up then i’m out the front door
raw paper snuggled in that fronto
brooklyn shit, catch me low with a brooklyn b-tch
with an undying interest for books and d-cks
she read my mind and gave me brain
i ain’t really that freaky no cuffs and no chains
that’s borderline fed shit
the way i do these tracks is like some borderline [?] shit
knife in my hand and a whole lot of red shit yeah
k!lling ’em if you ain’t get shit
nigga i wrote this verse in like two hunnid forty seconds
with a blonde easy chick chillin’ watching tv
dump the dutch guts in my leftover cd
like fuck seconds its way more convenient
why get up if it wasn’t really needed
that’s just how i see shit stonervision
watching queer eye for the straight guy home edition
lost the remote to the television
i ain’t trying to get up and look
when i was [?] my mom she told me pick up a book
kinda random but look if i picked up that book
i wouldn’t be a rapper i’d probably be a nigga that cooked
cause that all she ever had
that’s kinda how it is with just a moms and no dad
but nah i ain’t sad not even a bit of [?]
he got the -ss and made a dash just regular nigga shit
and out came me
that shows you how great pimping can be
i’m a g, skip to the next letter h’z in this b-tch
read of the fuckin’ sweater
ain’t nothin’ sweet, ain’t nothin’ sweet, ain’t nothin’ sweet its still the same old me
still kick it with sponge he the same old flea
y’all know him as da$h but that’s the same ol’ d they better free my nigga c-ss that nigga og (hah)
and stevie he be chillin
and dunno if books good i ain’t seen him in a minute
and muggsy and the rest of em stick to the script
yo its true b i’m stickin’ d-ck in your b-tch.. (like hahah)

(lemme hear what that shit sound like)

- retch lyrics

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