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semmy - y u lyrics

[intro]
i’m semi, i stay automatic
what the f+ck, ay
what the f+ck, uh

[chorus x2: semmy]
why you, tryna’ front for us
make a couple bags, now they wanna f+ck wit’ us
i do the dash when i hit them wit’ the double pump
i run it back, when you hear me, wanna turn it up
what

[verse 1: semmy]
take a d+ck in the back of the mouth
do the dash
makin’ cash
now she droppin’ it south
hit a l!ck, punch a b+tch in the mouth
run it back, then i brag
’bout the money i found, ooh
yeah, it’s pagin’ doctor pipe a b+tch
i eat the p+ssy, like some fruit you know it’s ripe and sh+t
i got an urge to take your b+tch, you know i’m fighting it
you here me spittin’, you quittin’ it, cuz it’s frightening
like a lesbian
strap staying on it, uh
i’m staying strapped
so shoutout nugget and prophet (stay strapped)
shoutout maximus paddington he be flossin’
the wifi free so change the password to nothin’, uh
[bridge: semmy]
we f+ck it up, cuz we gon’ lead from the back
i call the homies, when i see some f+ckin’ goons to attack
you f+ck with semmy, then you know i’m f+ckin’ wit’ you right back
and when i make it in the game, you know i’m sharing my bag, yeah

[chorus x2: semmy]
why you, tryna’ front for us
make a couple bags, now they wanna f+ck wit’ us
i do the dash when i hit them wit’ the double pump
i run it back, when you hear me, wanna turn it up
what

[verse 2: mol$]
tell ’em k rocks
tell that lil b+tch, take a walk
this a big clock, big watch
this a big [?]
don’t move rock
yeah my money’s clean, and yo’ sh+t flops
same mol$, you so mean
tell ’em
tell ’em, k rocks
tell my homies, “f+ck the cops”
if i ever see a pig, i know i hit ’em wit’ the drop
scum bag pr+cks, and they all cop pigs
stop flexin’ goofy ass, first name tod
you a b+tch, and you and your private militia workin’ for rich
make me sick, of this sh+t
man i knew you all were pigs
but instead of roll in mud
you guzzle in rich’s cum
cuz you got no brains, and you still k!ll kids
[chorus x2: semmy]
why you, tryna’ front for us
make a couple bags, now they wanna f+ck wit’ us
i do the dash when i hit them wit’ the double pump
i run it back, when you hear me, wanna turn it up
what

- semmy lyrics

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