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zareuz – toxic lyrics

[intro]
f+ck
(crazi)
yeah

[verse 1: zareuz]
hacum matada
devil wears the prada
feel like biggie, poppa talkin’ who shot ya
said you got a shotta
boy, them boys gon’ pop ya
feel like waka flocka with that baby drama
sh+t got really hot, like some cooked lasagna
when i creep up on ya, f+ck a b+tch named tanya
got b+tches on top of b+tches, like mcdonald’s, i’m lovin’ it
whip out my d+ck and she suck on it
she wanna ride on my pony, she jump on it
she a tramp, she get tramped, like a trampoline
bang bro’s this b+tch, f+ck the soccer mom team
it all started with a dollar and a f+ckin’ dream
now i’m tryna get up on that magazine
hand me a magnum ’cause a n+gga ’bout to f+ck the game up
catch a stone+cold stunna
kick you in the chest, sparta 3hunna
freaky motherf+cker, feel like thugger, thugger
give me one on one
excuse me lil’ ho’, i’m bad when aiming cum
um, dumb, bum, slum, gum, run, ricky run
i’m the chosen one, better get yo’ gun
line ’em up and then attack, boy, you better duck
’cause we ’bout to make these motherf+ckers quack
b+tch, we bustin’ shots, but they ain’t bustin’ back
makin’ all these raps, make a coupe stacks
i’m just spittin’ facts, i ain’t reach my max
i don’t know the n+gga, then he gettin’ taxed
my n+gga gettin’ money, whippin’ cadillacs
we ’bout to royal rumble, one man jungle
they wanna see me fall, they wanna see me stumble
but i got the ball, i promise i won’t fumble
i’m king kong and this my f+ckin’ jungle

[verse 2: mastamiind]
okay, n+gga, watch this
i’m that n+gga with the donatella
sick like corona, b+tch
i’m sick and i promise that i don’t miss
when i come into this b+tch, i’ma fly into the building
n+gga, get off my d+ck
lemonade, i sip
diamonds fat, like chris
[?]
feelin’ like bob the builder, can we fix a n+gga tone?
yes, we can, with the gl!ck
lil’ b+tch on my d+ck, should i keep her?
you ain’t in my circle, just like sea bear
cook a n+gga like honeydew and beaker
i want balenci, but it might make my feet hurt
you need to stand still, like nardwuar
your b+tch ass flatter than some cardboard
spittin’ straight flame, feel like charizard
she can ride on my d+ck, like a [?], okay (kg, yeah)

[verse 3: kg prince]
like what’s up? mm
told that lil’ boy get his bucks up, uh
brody hit a stain, had to come up, uh
break a b+tch heart, never trust us, mm, yeah
i control a n+gga, like a voodoo
kg really poppin’, got a n+gga thinking “who knew”
brody got that pack, i want it smellin’ like some doo doo
i know n+ggas watchin’ me just like i was a hulu, ayy
i cop so much drip, my sh+ts on ice, n+gga, nothin’ nice
i might be freezin’, uh
you know i do with no reason, uh
n+gga lookin’ like he schemin’, uh
demon, uh
shorty get left and she’s fiendin’, uh
bro got a brick and a .40
my folder be dirty, corona, you sneezin’

[verse 4: crazi]
i was coolin’ with an e+girl thinkin’ that she finna get a husband
too bad ’cause she really think i’m really gonna cuff her
yeah, my ex girl mad ’cause the new girl bad
i be talkin’ any sh+t i want ’cause everybody bluffin’
fake clique with some fake ass personas
call you adam sandler, you actin’ and sh+t
i be with the toxic crew
heavy metal on me, now i’m feelin’ like a rockstar sh+t
feel like a subway surfer, i be runnin’ it
he said he wanna dance, so we make him hit the running man, uh
i got a watch, not a wrist band
air force 1’s got me feelin’ like a hitman, yeah
okay, uh, barbarian sh+t
keep a spear, like i’m britney
we doin’ this sh+t on the daily
shouts to my instagram, slightlycrazi

[verse 5: ethan ross]
b+tch, i’ve been done with the drama
if he want, we can wrestle
then he will get sliced with katanas
rappers is not even funny
they like futurama, they talkin’ ’bout a future [?]
don’t give a f+ck about a loser, calm it
i’ma get his girl, put a baby inside her
she love to spin on my d+ck when she ride it
and rippin’ my clothes, i be rockin’ designer, you b+tch
yeah, i know that i’m toxic
i’ve been out of pocket, oh
they’ve been hatin’, so i tell a motherf+cker “stop it,” yeah
i just met your girl and i told her, “shorty, drop it”
told her, “shorty, drop it,” yeah

[outro: kg prince]
hah, kg
for all you b+tch ass n+ggas, ha
(nah, say what’s up one time)
(what’s poppin’?)

- zareuz lyrics

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