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sir louis – xanwitch lyrics

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[hook]
that girl gon’ love me when i get these bands, yeah. (she is!)
that girl a mummy when she’s off the xans, yeah. (god d-mn!)
think i’m a dummy? i’m the f-cking man, yeah. (yeah!)
tryna play me and f-ck up my plans, yeah. (don’t do it!)
the type to f-ck on me and f-ck my mans, yeah. (f-ck ’em!)
i got to beat her so i f-ck her friends, yeah. (uh!)
she’s just like me; see, we both want them fans, yeah. (yeah!)
we grew up broke so we both want them bands, yeah. (blue faces!)

[verse 1]
if i see your hoe then you just better hold her close, yeah
and if it’s three or more i call my bros and they gon’ go, yeah
and if i call my bros then we both know they’re go your hoes, yeah
icy in my blood, my veins is cold, i don’t feel sh-t. (god d-mn!)
working with your wrist, i work this mic, she grip my d-ck. (she do!)
i ain’t even ignorant, this atlanta talking. (you know!)
she ain’t even pay the rent. that girl is off the sh-ts
she ain’t even pay the rent. look at her, she’s so bliss. (lil’ b-tch!)

[bridge]
louis sounds like this, uh. louis sounds like that
shut the f-ck up and just let me rap
and just let me rap… yeah

[verse 2]
steven spielberg would be proud: watch her work them jaws. (work ’em!)
shooting movies everyday: watch me snap her flaws. (god d-mn!)
her friends-zone getting way to close, i tell him watch his paws. (back-back!)
i talk, you move. i snap, you lose. lil’ b-tch, yes, i’m the boss. (yeah!)
watch me move, watch me work it, this a closed circuit. (not you!)
the devil playing for an hour, tell me is it worth it?
i holler “b-tch, you perfect!”. she look back like i’m worth it
i holler “b-tch, you perfect!”. she look back she gon’ work it

[hook]
that girl gon’ love me when i get these bands, yeah. (she is!)
that girl a mummy when she’s off the xans, yeah. (god d-mn!)
think i’m a dummy? i’m the f-cking man, yeah. (yeah!)
tryna play me and f-ck up my plans, yeah. (don’t do it!)
the type to f-ck on me and f-ck my mans, yeah. (f-ck ’em!)
i got to beat her so i f-ck her friends, yeah. (uh!)
she’s just like me; see, we both want them fans, yeah. (yeah!)
we grew up broke so we both want them bands, yeah. (blue faces!)



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