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sosmula – mix n match lyrics

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mix n match lyrics
[intro]
beep, beep, beep, beep
ay, ay, ay
reapyy
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
ayo shoki this go crazy
punk ass n+ggas
ay, ay, sleezy

[chorus]
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
tec or the glock with the dior runner shoes
know i got a rocket launcher, i can’t let it loose
b+tch i got that motherf+ckin ussr russian tool
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
nike shox r4’s, i lace em up cause i’m a f+ckin goon
going undercover, number (n)ine, b+tch yeah that’s the tool
i stomp him on the curb in these motherf+ckin aylx boots
[verse 1]
i match this, with that
that tommy or that mac
i’m rollin up your og
i’m smokin on that pack
imma run him down, give your boy a chrome heart attack
all he heard was bullеts, doo+doo+doo, ain’t comin back
in the stu with carol christian poell, you can’t get that
seen thеm flashing cameras you can’t touch, you can’t see that
i came home from jail, my b+tch told me i’m conceited
i gave that boy a sh+ll top, this ain’t no adidas

[pre chorus]
i got too many fits to choose
i got too many fits to choose
i got too many fits to choose
i got too many fits to choose
i can’t shop at sack’s 5th
b+tch i’m way too rich
i can’t shop at sack’s 5th
b+tch i’m way too rich

[chorus]
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
tec or the glock with the dior runner shoes
know i got a rocket launcher, i can’t let it loose
b+tch i got that motherf+ckin ussr russian tool
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
nike shox r4’s, i lace em up cause i’m a f+ckin goon
going undercover, number (n)ine, b+tch yeah that’s the tool
i stomp him on the curb in these motherf+ckin aylx boots
[verse 2]
i feel so hysteric in this glamour catching bodies
i’m rockin vivienne westwood while i’m booted off the molly
i hit 23, jump shots on the opps, b+tch
i hit 23, jump shots on the opps, b+tch
in my jordans, b+tch
in my jordans, b+tch
so important
all my drip imported
stomp em in these rick owens, not air forces
b+tch i stomp em in these rick owens, not air forces

[chorus]
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
tec or the glock with the dior runner shoes
know i got a rocket launcher, i can’t let it loose
b+tch i got that motherf+ckin ussr russian tool
which one should i wear? i got plenty fits to choose
nike shox r4’s, i lace em up cause i’m a f+ckin goon
going undercover, number (n)ine, b+tch yeah that’s the tool
i stomp him on the curb in these motherf+ckin aylx boots

[outro: sosmula]
sos had an account, christian human skin
i don’t know, man f+ck it
that’s why they call it sellin your soul, cause ++++ to the ++++
word
that’s f+cked up right? cause ++++ puttin rocks in f+ckin human skin, carol christian, it was+
that would probably be hard though
that would be hard though, yeah
drip!
you steppin on humans
++++ blood walk mad good, i learned to ++++ her out good
where do they get the human skin, probably+
i don’t know, i gotta do some ++++, i gotta do some ++++, yeah, h+ll yeah definitely a dead body, he’s not gonna like
i don’t know bro
k!ll someone?
ccp, n+ggas a ill n+gga, his clothes is mad expensive bro, like that n+ggas+
well if it’s human skin of course
well nah, nah nah, just, nah nah nah, it’s hard to find that sh+t, like you see that sh+t+
nah, you don’t know how that leather’s made, yeah
and when i see that sh+t, it’s this ++++ i follow on the gram, this ++++ i be talkin to him again, bro he has+
yo bro, this n+gga has every carol, he’s a ++++, but he’s a ++++ 2, he don’t wanna ++++ to me, he’s like “oh they don’t make them in your size,” how about i dead find the ++++, like
i’m talkin to the n+gga, the other n+gga that sellin it, and the n+gga i bought it from online, and ++++, some n+gga said ++++, call +++++lands ++++, but i found his page through that ++++, tagged that ++++, you feel me? like, “just got these through my friend ++++”
drip humans!
human drip!



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