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triandro - big dick like rasputin!!! lyrics

[hook]
uh
stick, stick we in this b+tch (b+tch)
stick, stick we in this b+tch (k!ll)
stick, stick we in this b+tch (fem)
stick, stick we in this b+tch (mac)

[verse 1]
ima f+cking monster
n+gga i’m a menace
call me anakin
n+gga we the illest
villain like doom
mc like halo
make my girl taste that pine in mayo
hammer curl way i’m thor my n+ggas
miles on the dash like i’m riding with morales
hide yo cash in that motherf+cking mattress
cracker ass crackers it ain’t gonna d+mn matter
you a b+tch
hold yo sh+t
suck up on a n+gga d+ck
maybe then you’ll f+cking taste
when a n+gga take the p+ss
ride or die for black excellence
woke up and chose that sеntiment
hold up why you so negative
only mad whеn there is evidence
so sensitive (so sensitive)
no melanin, no elegance
melatonin way you sleep on me
optimistic i’m a vop
n+gga
down that like joffrey
y’all mad that you not me
half ass so properly
that you think i’m just not g
half ass sold property
pass out like cosby near
die out like im popping pills
[verse 2]
n+gga we go crazy we belong in a psych ward
every f+cking day being king is what i fight for
everything i say comes with cadence of a mic lord
everytime i speak that’s when n+ggas get the hype for

[bridge]
mad at me i get the deal
r.i.p n+gga for real
all i say just for a moment
walk your stride n+gga the road is
(wet)

[verse 3]
four, five times i hit with thoughts
man illusions of grandeur like i’m a psychotic dancer
like swan, black style
hack job
hack into your laptop
plant this f+cking track into your back ground
black out
back out
f+ck

[verse 4]
i got a big d+ck like rasputin
night time money like the racks hooting
more than a man i’m a black movement
and i’ll diss honkeys till cacs prove it
big d+ck like rasputin
and a few ar15’s
i’ll turn every cop station
into horror movie scenes, b+tch
[hook]
stick, stick we in this b+tch (b+tch)
stick, stick we in this b+tch (k!ller)

[verse 5]
n+ggas get clocked like they wear the time
no fluid in they skull don’t care to mind
pass to my kin they the heir to mine
beware the 9 get caught by a landmine
stick stick we got the digits
not black enough if you’ve had christmas
thanks n+gga you on my hit list
turn on the cam, you don’t wanna miss this

[hook]
stick stick we in this b+tch (b+tch)
stick stick we in this b+tch k!lla

[outro]
yar
sh+t
shot n+gga bow
brow

- triandro lyrics

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