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swag toof – corners lyrics

[verse 1]
make a voodoo doll of ouija
give that boy some bread
then make one for all my haters
and put scissors through they head
make a voodoo doll of chiorboy
with gauges and some dreads
then blow doja smoke at both them
make sure both our eyes is red
rolling up loaded got gun in my britches
im already dead when i bust on you b-tches
im kinda a beast when it come to my bussiness
i smoking a pack of that majic with ninjas
we calling you out if you acting protenchise
we from the demison of k!lling the b-tches
you clicking a leaving your posse defenseless
we taking yo teeth you about to need dencheres
they calling the feds and we jumping them fences
while carrying body defing the phsyics
we choping you up cause we broke and could only afford
body bags thats intended for migets
you gonna get offended ( hoe you know what the fuck it is)
cross us you get ended (quick to suffacte a fucking trick)
morge corners im a bend it ( quija macaframavich)
wagon shorty get up in it ( or we drang you in this fucking b-tch)
smell the stinch when my solders swing the fucking lane
toof gang wangon jumper cables to ya fucking brain

- swag toof lyrics

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