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spark master tape - nutella lyrics

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i’m runnin’, i’m runnin’, i’m runnin’, no twelllve, could possibly follow me (blah)
i don’t want head, i don’t want head hoe, gimmie lobotomy (uhh)
my chain shining like mr perfect, that oil ounce
my wrist gleam like i dipped…

boom boom boom

gas stackked like a mof-kkin’ pimp (i got money look, ayy, ayy)
i go harder than a anybody (ayy, i got money look)
i go harder than a anybody
get it, harder than a motherf-kker then i hit a party, kk!ll a guest, guest, guest, guest, guest, guest, guest, guest

dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
gotta go to
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
(xans all i need on my nutella sandwich) x4

ayy, ayy, ayy, uhh (boom boom boom)
ayy who dat here, ayy who dat here
who dat, who dat here, who dat, over there, over there
f-ckin’ all these b-tches, f-ckin’ all these b-tches (f-ck)
hey over there, hey hold it here, hold it there, over there, over there, there
f-kkin’ all my b-tches over here, over here

yeah, ok, all i do is f-ck b-tches
ayy, wake up and i f-ck a b-tch, woo
go to bed with a 9mm for ’em, 9mm for ’em
run up, run up, run up
i got nutella boy i got the kkoran
i got nutella boy i got the kkoran

dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
gotta go to
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t, dump sh-t
(xans all i need on my nutella sandwich) x4

ayy, ayy, ayy, uhh (boom boom boom)
ayy who dat here, ayy who dat here
who dat, who dat here, who dat, over there, over there
f-ckin’ all these b-tches, f-ckin’ all these b-tches (f-ck)
hey over there, hey hold it here, hold it there, over there, over there, there
f-kkin’ all my b-tches over here, over here, ok (boom, boom, boom)

the king of the gods, an’ the god of the key
hop on the op try and talk sh-t and swing
over the clock, like the card of my rig
stumble your room like you, morty, i’m rick
b-tches on b-tches on b-tches who gives
i whip a b-tch in the back of my crib (run up on ’em)
pistol whippin’, double grippin’, shiftin’ chicken, flippin’ pitches
f-ck you b-tches (boom boom boom)

nutella ayy, that nutella, woo
nutella ayy, nutella ayy, nutella ayy, nutella ayy

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