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the predators 69 - vert lyrics

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[verse 1: yvngboifirebxrs69420]
pick up lines like a pick n roll
that boy owe me money gotta pay his toll
i jack my sh+t like my name is stoll
i just diss kids i dont got a goal
you know i front when i up the glock
wear a wife beater like i beat the clock
hit a buzzer beater like i beat my c+ck
now my d+ck is stiffer than a muf+cking sock
beat my mom to a f+cking pulp
rob a b+tch like my name is culp
big steppa cuz i run a cult
coppas found me now i gotta bolt
gotta bolt like i’m usain
double drip like i’m 2chainz
vengence like i’m bruce wayne
pilly addict to reduce pain

[verse 2: yung fetus]
f+cking you b+tch in the back
the condom broke so im a dad
i’m santa, cuz i got three hoes they be all on my sack
i got em like oreo’s

[verse 3: lil hobo]
they call me lil hobo
beat the beat up like a dojo
beating my meat is a no no
[interlude: yvngboifirebxrs69420]
straighter than a curvy line
been liking boys since i was nine
yo mama is looking quite fine
i am so famous need a shrine

[verse 4: yvngboifirebxrs69420]
i break her back i break her spine
bro, she was yours, but now she’s mine
i shoot my shot like columbine
my d+ck is so big its divine
i know she likes me, need no sign
i steal your b+tch, now you resign
the s+x is what i redefine
when me and your girl intertwine

[verse 5: yung giga]
14 but my b+tch is 9
my rizzing game is on decline
my d+ck is short just like a vine
i f+ck your b+tch, i make her whine
touching boys from time to time
my b+tch a ten just like a dime
steal your b+tch just like a crime
pretend i have rizz like a mime
[verse 6: lil hobo]
i’m sorry for the sudden change, but i just had to hop
on the beat, cuz i feel a groove, b+tch i just wanna rock
on some meat, man i’m really g+y, all i want is c+ck
so i’m riding on his glizzy while rapping on this bop

[verse 7: yvngboifirebxrs69420]
b+tch i’m a gangsta, and i’m on the beat like my girl on the clock
i be lookin at the clock like little boys give him that gawk
gawk three thousand higher than a mountain p+ssy wet like fountain
you lil p+ssies countin braincells while i’m f+ckin money countin
i call my cash the legs, cause i always keep it spread
i’m already smart enough so don’t give me no head
she goin slow, she bite the tip like the bugs in my bed
man she left me blue balled, no disney they turnin f+ckin red



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