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Ariana Grande! Lyrics - Artist : Autumn!
[Autumn:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah KanKan on the beat Slayworld solider [Summrs:] Hundred dollar fucking entrees The choppa Ariana Grande Undercover jeans, can't find me Hit the lick, hop on the PJ I'm with my piranhas, you with them lil' mermaids We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day Then put a little hit on your punk ass I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas How you getting jugged by that dumbass? Whoa, this bitch got kickback I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum At bandcamp with them hundred round drums You look sick, need some syrup or sum? Can't kill you then we blow at your moms Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt You fucking them kids like a perv or sum I think the Perc hit my nerve or sum I feel like I'm high off the Earth or sum Feel like-Feel like I'm high off the Earth or sum [Autumn!:] That bitch know I'm fly like a bird or sum Say he better than me, that's unheard of, son That nigga want smoke, we gon' hurt you, son Dump his lil' ass in the dirt or sum That Glock got a dick, it hold thirty-one In that Z06, that bitch hurry Good Benni's, nigga eating curry And we shooting shit like Curry Flash in the muzzle, leave his vision blurry Where is the bag? Bitch, I'm on a journey Triple S niggas, I don't shop at Journey's Can't have the women, we need a new method Nigga want smoke, introduce him to Wesson I got some shooters, they stay on the West end Twin Uzis, yeah, them bitches is besties Still look classy on a mission, don't test me Just scored on a piece, yeah, I feel like Messi Just got some bands, nigga, that's a blessing Just need the vans, nigga, that's the next thing, yeah [Summrs:] Hundred dollar fucking entrees The choppa Ariana Grande Undercover jeans, can't find me Hit the lick, hop on the [?] I'm with my piranhas, you with them lil' mermaids We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day Then put a little hit on your punk ass I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas How you getting jugged by that dumbass? Whoa, this bitch got kickback I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum At band camp with them hundred round drums You look sick, need some syrup or sum? Can't kill you then we blow at your moms Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt |
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