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s.o.o.n mob - marathon lyrics

hook [ jukebox ]

marathon marathon
alla my b-tches run marathon x4
alla my n-gg-s be way up
alla my n-gg-s be g-ssed up
alla my n-gg-s be mashed out
alla my n-gg-s they drip the sauce
way up x6

verse [twitch ]
i got no limit when i spaz out
i’m a flame so better pull your gas out
now i’m draggin’ out alla these girls on a
tuesday morning like i just take the trash out
nah forgive me , gotta put my savage on
all i need is girls to flash their cameras on
and to chase a n-gg- all the way while
the cam is rolling and make ’em run a marathon
okay look , insta been lit from the jump
press the gas on the game then i stunt
all i got is good vibes , leaving haters
at the back ’cause now i never front
i call my cuzo when i’m feeling kosher
pull the whip and get a kiss from sammy sosa
and we out here still swerving the
red beemer , even though you see us bro we not the owners
phone buzzin’ , i don’t touch it
the hoes rashing me to get the cash
mara sis’ wami ucing’ba ndi-blesser
imma go ahead and swerve your -ss
ain’t n-body slowing down the beast mode
and i won’t take it back man this ain’t a repo
but really telling me to serve a couple bars is like telling jordan he just gotta shoot a couple free throws

hook [ jukebox ]

marathon marathon
alla my b-tches run marathon x4
alla my n-gg-s be way up
alla my n-gg-s be g-ssed up
alla my n-gg-s be mashed out
alla my n-gg-s they drip the sauce
way up x6

verse [swiss ]

all of my b-tche’s run marathons
all of my b-tche’s like traps songs
all of my b-tche’s got tatt’s on
all of my b-tche’s got bads bra
cav’how she shaking her -ss bro
she got the whole squad g-ssed up
got the club throwing bands bra
i threw her -ss in the benz bra
i hit it once then i hit twice
got the car steamy so she p-ssed out
i took the keys and
pulled my pants up
i finna smash i do my dance now
wiz khalifa with the jets now
all my b-tche’s running laps now
all my b-tche’s running laps now
all my b-tche’s got bads now
they getting ready for the marathon
i’m jiggy jiggy with the sauce bra
all my n-gg-rs getting cash now
fast fast foods
living fast now
the c-cl-ss switching lanes now
the c-cl-ss moving fast now
the c-cl-ss full of bads now
the c-cl-ss full of bads now

hook [ jukebox ]

marathon marathon
alla my b-tches run marathon x4
alla my n-gg-s be way up
alla my n-gg-s be g-ssed up
alla my n-gg-s be mashed out
alla my n-gg-s they drip the sauce
way up x6

[ corduroy fenti ]
ran through the cheque like a marathon
i’m up in this b-tch like a tampon
i’m on the lean, i might crash the car
shoot a n-gg- like i’m james bond
b-tches love me ’cause i get it on
i’m crossing boarders like a mexican
i pour the lean up in the fanta orange
pull up to your crib like i’m santa clause
i’m on a hunnid degrees
runnin’ a marathon, i’m in the lead
i’m ’bout that action , pull up and blast him
i do not care i go at him like eve
they told me get ’em i got ’em
look at my wrist it’s on iceland
she do what i say like i’m simon
k!llin’ these n-gg-s like isis
b-tch i’m on a roll
im pourin’ a 4
you sendin’ a text , but i’m with your hoe
i’m kickin’ the door
like what do you know
i stay on my toes
i’m countin’ this dough
you do not know me
you not the homie
i’m ballin’ like kobe
i’m playin’ these b-tches like sony

hook [ jukebox ]
marathon marathon
alla my b-tches run marathon

- s o o n mob lyrics

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