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sickboyrari - $pl4$h fr33$tyle lyrics

[intro: black kray]
uh, b+tch, b+tch, stop rollin’ the blunt for a second, okay?
put it down, let me take a look at it, okay
you see this my motherf+ckin’ telephone, right
ayy, this where i be twerkin’ cellphones, let’s get it straight
alright, proceed

[verse 1: black kray]
b+tch hit my phone, talkin’ ’bout, “where you at, ho?”
weed in my fingernails, d+mn, ho
i came through, and i might buy a mermaid
dirty iced out unicorn, n+gga tryna get some dome
twerk cellphones, n+gga, like a d+mn ho
i rap about the same sh+t, but i’m still dope
st++zed out, like a n+gga slangin’ f+ckin’ coke
gold herringbone, n+gga, that’s that dirty gold

[chorus: black kray]
shake it, b+tch, drop it low
b+tch, drop it low, twerk real low
shе wanna hit the blunt (b+tch, you ain’t finna hit sh+t, ho)
she wanna hit the blunt (finna hit sh+t, ho)
b+tch, drop it low
twеrk cellphones, but she wanna hit the blunt
b+tch, drop it low
b+tch, drop it low, let it twerk to the floor
but she wan’ hit the blunt (b+tch, you ain’t finna hit sh+t)
[verse 2: black kray]
b+tch, i’m [?] smokin’ on [?]
came through, n+gga, and my b+tch got a lil’ bit of st++z
look at that guy named black kray, what the f+ck?
just dissed me, on yo’ main ho, what the f+ck?
waved out, ten cellphones
thuggin’ in the f+ckin’ crack house, lookin’ like i’m mary j
f+ckin’ with my old ho, came through with ten ho’s
six blunts, eyes low, b+tches on my f+ckin’ toes
b+tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
b+tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
b+tch, drop it low, ’cause she wanna hit the blunt
two blunts for these ho’s, n+gga, gold front
no gold fronts, two gold caps
make that ass clap, sea palace, wave cap
b+tches on my ass, like some f+ckin’ boxers
long johns, b+tch, suck me f+ckin’ caka

[verse 3: mfk]
[?] shawty, stabbed you with a pitchfork
all this st++z for free [?] pitchfork
underwater adventures with ariel the mermaid
wavy in the ocean, godd+mn, i think i’m scuba steve
sand in her toes, tits look like cantaloupes
came with a hunnid hoes, like a herd of antelope
st++ze game stupid, like [?] ringtone
trillwave, smokin’ blunts while i’m [?]
infused the blunt, now i’m cheffin’ trillwave
copycat rappers, and you two+dollar dj’s
no og’s in your camp, it’s a cold summer
smokin’ three sixteen blunts, yeah, i’m a stone cold stoner
yeah, i’m, a stone cold loner
d+ck hard in my pants, yeah, i got a b+n+r
like egyptian mummy
put my d+ck inside, she can feel it in her tummy
she squirt in my grill, like a f+ckin’ super soaker
smile on my face, somethin’ like the joker
all black b+tch, like i’m watchin’ batman
radius on that ass ridiculous, i’m sinkin’ like it’s quicksand
i’m fallin’ deep, let me pull out, splash on her back
[outro: mfk]
pull out on my b+tch, splash on her back
pull out on my b+tch, splash on her back
pull out on my b+tch, splash on her back
trappin’ gold st++z on my b+tch, splash on her back
splash on her back, tropical st++z, splash on her back
splash on her back, this is that tropical st++z, splash on her back
splash on her back, this is that tropical st++z, splash on her back

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