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spark master tape - piñata lyrics

in my younger days i used to sport a sh-g
when i went to school i carried lunch in a bag [x3]

i got a pinata that’s filled with dead rappers
i got a dead rapper that’s covered in red like teeny girl mattress
the period done, stealing your funds, we fearing, you done
we livin’ in prison, and reapin’ the runs
you talkin’ that sh-t, but you seem innocent

(spark master, uhh, hedj banga, paper platoon)

stop scheming and looking hard, stop stop stop scheming and looking hard. [x3]

all i know is drugs and guns, b-tches
pop a acid tablet, rabid, alcoholic, pot head, xanax habit got me f-cked
all girls i know is sl-ts
all sl-ts i know, they blow, so if you want you know you bust
ey yo i’m spark miggity master tape
in the hood with a barrel so long
i can pop your b-tch -ss in a lawn chair
while i’m chilling on my own d-mn lawn
like spark master tape

uhh, we get shipments so big
that when we be sipping our sh-t
we tripping and sh-t might just slip out the sink
ay, rizzo, f-ck what you think
49 roofies in her ma’f-cking drink
49 groupies on my f-cking d-ck
cause i roll through my street with a gun by my pr-ck
snitch, cl!ck cl!ck, got b-tch, mob sh-t
off the topic, f-ck your gossip
shot that hostage, now you gone
donkey of the week charlemagne the god
bang that squad sh-t
it’s on sh-t
we k!ll sh-t
yeah that don sh-t
my hoes, b-tches be raunchy
rock gold linen versace
like spark

(ooh mrs charlie, what kind of swoup is you makin’)

guns, guns, b-tches, with me
guns, guns, b-tches, spark

- spark master tape lyrics

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