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roc marciano - steel vagina lyrics

[intro]

what have you done for me lately
that’s what she used to say to me (thats what, she used, to say, to me)
i ain’t tripping baby, thats just the way it be
no need to get angry
always conduct yourself like a lady
never be shady
don’t ever try to play me (never try to to play me)
give the p+ssy away and betray me
but either way it’s all gravy (it’s all gravy, hoe)

[verse]
all your feelings you can vacuum seal it
the juice is healing
the booth is the truth serum (truth)
throughout my career i’ve wrote some beautiful lyrics
was in thе thick of sh+t, my boots was in it (got mud on my sh+t)
shot out your rented plymouth, hit your leutеniant
he bled out for ten minutes, then he was finished (he was finished)
we know who did it, n+ggas overdid it (we did that sh+t)
drama i dove in it (uh)
they thought i was going swimmin’ (splash)
it was efficient (uh)
they figure since he got the pole with him, get the stove cl!ckin’ (fire it up, n+gga)
i guess it’s common sense right? (sense right)
while we’re sipping pina coladas in nevada watching the errol spence fight (yeah)
pinch my side, we ringside
i ain’t know i can fly, it was a con, i just improvised
i learned on the job how to work the jaw (whip it)
circular motions made the work hard (whip it, n+gga)
word to god (yeah, word to god)
now i’m swervin’ in a german car (skrrr)
my words and thoughts is a murder charge on a song
rappers play this at home alone, on the low, like it’s p+rn
don’t get caught jerkin’ off, in the loft (uh, uh)
squirt on the curtains and it rolled off (woo)
some hoe called, said i was falling off
b+tch i just bought a unicorn (pfft)
hoe, that’s a horse with a h+rn
i’m talking to a corpse, i’m bored
i’m a boss, you a bum broad (yeah)
the crown i got on got a hundred th+rns
pennin’ songs, dog, i feel like i’m getting blood drawn (woo)
two diamond crucifixes i wore for all the times that i’ve been double crossed
but ain’t no love lost (ain’t no love lost)
i just cut you off, like some cut+off shorts
shorty thought we were some country boys
but we’re from new york
yeah, yeah, we’re from up north

- roc marciano lyrics

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