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u.g.l.y. element - hit list - $liim ace & kamakaziii kei lyrics

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($liim ace) :

i’m talking stick sh-t
from the sticks b-tch
i’m from where you can get hit quick
on some sl!ck sh-t
youngins wyling talking big sh-t
but ain’t go kick sh-t
run up, you can get dismissed quick
self defense b-tch

most these b-tches sl-tty
give my d-ck a french kiss
don’t wear no lip stick
she so fat i want to hit it raw, she got me tempted
but i ain’t go risk it, na i ain’t go risk it
so i wrapped my sh-t up and knock her off my hit list

nah, she my side piece, she my biscuit
i don’t know the b-tch, but i know it’s his b-tch
and she been on my d-ck since i dropped stick sh-t
i been blowing her off now i need my d-ck l!cked

hit her phone she hit me back quick as f-ck
(quick as f-ck)
she told me she was glad i hit her up
(i hit her up)
i said i’m in a rut, i need a nut
(i need a nut)
i got some bread, got a bottle, and some blunts
gone to the sticks and let slim show you whats up
usually i be ducked or just kicking with my uggs
got these white folks nervous cause they thinking i’m a thug
and i’m looking like a l!ck and so i got to keep my gun
keep it a stack off the jump
what you need, what you want
ain’t no game, this ain’t fun
b-tch this ain’t no xbox one
same one that call you bruh, same one that dap you up
be the same n-gga wait for you to fall so they come up

i’m talking stick sh-t
from the sticks b-tch
i’m from where you can get hit quick
on some sl!ck sh-t
youngins wyling talking big sh-t
but ain’t go kick sh-t
run up, you can get dismissed quick
self defense b-tch

most these b-tches sl-tty
give my d-ck a french kiss
don’t wear no lip stick
she so fat i want to hit it raw, she got me tempted
but i ain’t go risk it, na i ain’t go risk it
so i wrapped my sh-t up and knock her off my hit list

(kamakazi¡i kei) :

aw naw, i just want the top
if not, just drop her off
treat her like the cops don’t want to talk i’m not involved
(i f-ck her face)
i f-ck her face cause f-ck the law
(skrt sort)
getting gone, matching smoke with my exhaust

new glock 40
(40)
stole it from a shorty
(shorty)
talking like you wanted all that smoke but can’t afford it
been on trips before a tour just to sit down with some sources
(that’s true)
my trapping so american
(how)
all the gas imported

i taught myself the hustle it won’t handed down to me
i touched twenty g’s at twenty-three and my mom doubted me
i stained a switch for acting iffy, i don’t like how some sh-t seem
desginer drugs but my plug come around me sounding cheap
my crash dummies be some dogs
they just want to l!ck sh-t
(sh-t)
some my homies kick flip, some my homies flip kicks
backshots will break a b-tch off
that’s my quick fix
never seen the six
views from the sticks

($liim ace) :

i’m talking stick sh-t
from the sticks b-tch
i’m from where you can get hit quick
on some sl!ck sh-t
youngins wyling talking big sh-t
but ain’t go kick sh-t
run up, you can get dismissed quick
self defense b-tch

most these b-tches sl-tty
give my d-ck a french kiss
don’t wear no lip stick
(b-tch)
she so fat i want to hit it raw, she got me tempted
but i ain’t go risk it, na i ain’t go risk it
so i wrapped my sh-t up and knock her off my hit list
(b-tch)



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