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yng martyr - canada lyrics

ay, shawty suck the f+cking skin off my d+ck
she l!ck it dry, yeah

my dollars always going up, i cannot be growing up
‘less we talking cash, baby, then you know we blowing up
i be blowing big bags, baby, that’s from canada
blowing out a b+tch back, hit her with the enema
my dollars always going up, i cannot be growing up
‘less we talking cash, baby, then you know we blowing up
i be blowing big bags, baby, that’s from canada
blowing out a b+tch back, hit her with the enema
f+ck her in the ass, make a b+tch squirt though
i be ’bout my racks, baby, you know you not worth those
if she on her rags, kick her out to the dirt though
i was f+cking with her, till she told me that she hurt
i won’t buy an onlyfan, baby, i’m a holy man
rather buy this rollie, go and stick that on my homie hand
emerald on the bezel just for luck, that’s four+leaf clover, and
i just f+cked this b+tch and hit that p+ssy while i soulja danced
i just bought this rover and bentley coupe, we chauffeured in
she said that she got a sister, pulled up, f+cked on both of them
i pulled up, f+cked on both, ay, who the f+ck you know? ay
i don’t do no co+sign unless you got the gold
so baby, let it go, baby, let it go
i know that it’s frozen, it’s ’cause i made it snow
ay, so bend that sh+t like beckham, badass gucci stepping
way back, didn’t get it, amen for these blessings
call me up at 7, ay, b+tch you want a d+cking
i won’t cum unless i’m sipping or that ass is getting thicker
so tell me how that ass getting thicky, louie bag mixed with fendi
threw it back, mix and match, make it clap, clap, clap
i’m on go for this bitty, want the coke from me, baby
here you go, go and get it, that’s your coca cola, ay
i was f+cking on her, tried to tell me that she love me
i said turn around, b+tch, you know you f+cking ugly

- yng martyr lyrics

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