slim mason – 7 funerals lyrics
intro:
mason: i got to let this sh-t out dawg
cache86: you don’t have to do this dawg
mason: i got to! i finna make these n-gg-s stop playing with me. i’m bouta talk my sh-t so listen up b-tch. ehhh!-
verse: well first things first i need a freak b-tch who can suck my d-ck and braid my hair. and when she done ain’t no staying b-tch the motherf-cking door is right over there. i give no f-cks so i don’t f-ckin care, i wanted respect and n-gg- that’s fair, before i put my kids in yo bm mouth like her tongue is a f-ckin daycare. old homeboy was talking mad so i had to go a little meaner. all this time for the last 6 years, he had b-tch-made type demeanor. ermias shouldn’t have never said sh-t-now i’m finna f-ck hoesafina. i beat the p-ssy up now i’m getting sued for a gotd-mn misdemeanor (f-ck!)
i’ll cut you off if you a fake b-tch i’ll cut you off if you a b-tch n-gg- i’m selfish until i’m a rich n-gg- i won’t sign a deal til it’s 8 figures. see you ain’t fam u ain’t in a family picture. gotta brown bag with dark liquor only smoke russian cream n-gg- f-ck swishers. n-gg-s want beef so i made dinner! (b-tch!)
needed a nut so i dm hoe strippers off twitter, i f-cked this white gurl and her p-ssy was so good that i gave her the p-ss to say n-gg- my n-gg-! and f-ck that arod n-gg-, j.lo come on you needa real n-gg-, now ms. lil jenny from my block is getting f-cked thru my balmain zippa. she screaming high notes godd-mn-sh-t i forgot that b-tch was a singer, i nutted in her eye so she can see my future kids a lil bit clearer. i’m talkin crazy but that’s wat i do cuz’ ain’t no b-tch n-gg- ever touched me, and shianne n-body wanna touch your dirty -ss we heard your whack p-ssy smelling funny. since we on the topic f-ck yo fat -ss momma and that b-tch n-gg- chad, from the all the diseases that y’all both f-cking had that n-gg- will never be a dad. speaking of dads, f-ck bernard, send the addy to your boulevarrd, on the internet acting maddy cuz his newborn gonna be callin me daddy. cuz i’m f-ckin yo babymama, we got a lot more in common, except you got a broke down honda and i got those bands like nirvana
this the first and final warning or imma make another f-cking sequel, me and you b-tches ain’t the same so don’t treat me like i’m equal
(on gang!)
hahaha im just f-cking with you b-tches you know i love y’all
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