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yung tit - midnight mass lyrics

[intro: yung tit & lil pastrami]
my dearly beloved (yes, father)
we gather here today to talk about the good jesus did in his life (ok, father)
and the good you can do learning from him
but you see daddy, i’ve been coming to this church for three years now, and uh…
i’ve been sliding you little notes and you have yet to respond
my son, get the f+ck out of this church

[verse 1: lil pastrami]
i got shooters from paris, but i ain’t talking napoleon
run up on your b+tch, give her mop, no custodian
you f+ck each others sister, i be f+cking cambodian
i’m smoking on that gas, but you stay smoking that opium
got a chain around my neck, but you won’t catch me in a zoo
i pull up seven heavy, we got numbers, all you got is two
i pull up condom on d+ck, cause i’m about to f+ck on you
gram a weed a day, my doctor, he ain’t even got a clue

[verse 2: yung tit]
f+ck on this hoes, keep a ten toes
try me and popped, leave a stain, color rose
came at you, you froze
come at me, i expose
heard your new sh+t, and i began to doze
off the henny’ b+tch, and you know i’m coming reckless
shout out henny god, sell this pipe on craigslist
i get high like smith, but i ain’t talking cedric
the home with lil’ b+tch, but i’ll give you that dedric
[chorus: yung tit]
i excess the competition
i (?) the opposition
i excess the competition
i (?) the opposition

[post chorus: lil pastrami]
rocket ridin’ jason terry, headband wearing, got no hairy
watch a movie, kinda scary
go to sleep, and night is marry
write a book or write a fairy
(?)
maybe i’ll have kids and marry
maybe i’ll just lie like gary

[verse 3: yung tit]
lotion on my hand, latina on the screen
i stay blowing clouds, but this ain’t a f+cking dream
you stay talking sh+t, might just hit you with the beam
your thottie playing games, but this ain’t f+cking steam
this isn’t wu+tang clan, but i stay getting cream
getting so much money (?), thought this was a ponzi scheme
but i had to tell them trapping is a part time thing
pipe her from the back, and i make her scream

[outro: yung tit & lil pastrami]
ok, children
now that he is gone, we can continue this sermon as it was meant to be in the name of g…
wha… who let him back in here
god, i’m so sorry father, i’ll be out of your hairs in a second
i was just wondering maybe if i could get some of those circle cracker things to take home

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