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z (of firing squad) - merry go round lyrics

[verse 1: twisted insane]
run like i’m forest
skip to my lou with the brew in my hand and my fans on my chorus
they be talkin’ ’bout me like i’m jesus, i’m really just a man movin’ over land and i’m on the horace
i’m overdosin’ when i’m offa music and people tell me that i’m from a different planet like e.t
i get so aggravated when i lose it
i give a f-ck about your favorite rapper, but you can’t see me
i’m independent, only me, pushin’ n-ggas’ cds
when i’m movin’ through your city with my feet up on the street, brainsick up in my headphones, smokin’ on my weed
plus a combination of the oe that i drink
mama say, mama sa, l1ck on my b-lls
better know what you was doin’ ‘fore i take off your bra
tryna put a d-ck up in ya, is you really ready?
put a woolly and then, tell me why the f-ck ya came when ya saw d-ck goin’ in ya, love it
lay back on the base, i rock it with another ounce on your t-ts, smoke another blunt, take another bite of finger-l1ckin’ chicken and i watch your booty bounce on my d-ck
but when a n-gga nut, then it’s, sh-t, time to go
i don’t really wanna be around you no more
i don’t care about n0body drippin’ p-ssy like a puddle
(how the p-ssy feel, daddy?) mmm, so-so
but i’ma beat it anyway, get to punishin’ the p-ssy when it’s smellin’ like a lauw
f-ck a b-tch and make the p-ssy wanna tap out and then, she p-ss out up on her bed, but then, she’ll be okay
never need foreplay, take another in to get the d.o.a., live up in the club, meet the homie in the parkin’ lot, i really love the p-ssy, but she gon’ wait

[hook: z]
staying in her p-ssy when i’m c-ming out the hoodie cause i’m jump in the p-ssy with quick lil buzz
said she wanna do me cause i smack up with the fully
get ya finger trigger coupled with a cute lil b-tt
so i f-cking heard of her and make her squirt
merry go round
merry go
merry go
merry go round

[bridge: twisted insane]
you got everything a n-gga need
come on then lets hit a little weed
i see you with your red ?
and you blacking out
the homies said ya get a little wild merry go round

[verse 2: z]
i beat it for a minute take a pause for the spinach
and obliterate and finish then i walk with the door
brainsick b-tch i don’t stop for ho
i be all up in ya face just as long as the show
k!ll em when i’m in it with the monster though
wasn’t disturbed for thirty minutes on the hotel door
we all up in your face with the chopper flow
where everything will wake up i gotta attack and mo’
to be so i’m the hulk from the proper show
won’t touch -ss for blocks at every stage you know
still stick to the b-tch for an a for dro
then a couple bills and some pills and that’s payed me low
thought they should know i’m chasing flow
ya’ll sideline talk dismiss-able
p-ssy all cast up flip it though cause tomorrow i’ll be rocking at a different show
different ho’s new hotel keys
new feeling ghost, somebody sell me trees
it’s k!lled me to get tripping at the object meth
delivery ‘for we in the state because the brainsick team b-tch
don’t let me get the neighbour please not to me
twisted call that b-tch brainsick to the sea
florida, washington e-t-c
f-s brainsick we get retreat
it’s every in-sensation when the women make blood love
f-cked in her head then the b-lls on her chin
cause a need for the best suck the ripe with the d-ck still swallowed up the mess the laugh like a b-tch too
she on my freaking meter swallow the d-ck every time i feed her but i gotta stab and leave her i’m oj every time i see her

[bridge: twisted insane]
you got everything a n-gga need
come on then lets hit a little weed
i see you with your red ?
and you blacking out
the homies said ya get a little wild merry go round

- z of firing squad lyrics

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