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FIREARM Lyrics - Artist : idontknowjeffery
Yeah nigga bad boys for life nigga
Dirty cops nigga ay uh uh Smoking confiscated weed nigga know what I mean yessir 93 all in my tank just like the year I'm born... (yessir) I'm playing heads or tails with this bitch without a coin (no sir) I wake up make a porn (uh huh) and then I start my morning (let go) Fuck fighting fair tonight damn near kicked him in the groin (bitch) I just cut a Karen off all she did was hit the horn (bitch!) Fuck with me and it's stuck like when twin heads conjoin (let go) Every bitch I'm with going (yes sir) We ain't buy no bitcoin (no sir) Every hoe I know whorin' (yo) Give a fuck if it's stormin' I'm too drunk to perform (let go though) I just puked on her arm (let go though) I puked on this bitch forearm (yeah) left and set off the door alarm Trick pulled out a firearm (and) still got his ass fired on (let go) I can't even put a tire on...I can't so I'm hot like leaving the iron on (yeah) I steal the clothes I'm trying on (watch) I pulled a fucking fire alarm (watch) Start a fire in the Vans store, why'd ya burn the pants for Broke the skateboards and more I just hit fa lick or 50 bows and now I'm skating Fucked a white bitch and a black bitch hell no I'm not racist Eddy fucking Naker know I came up from the basement You ain't talking money might as well not even say shit Talk shit get a face lift I ain't here to play bitch Powered up like Ghost Tommy when I spray shit Two bad bitches naked Say that I'm they favorite Hell no you can't play shit All your songs just ain't shit I'm smoking on this bomb shit Blowing up like Boston Christ Air Eric Koston Smoking out the cockpit Young paid and I'm mobbin Fucked a bat man robbing Fucked a model chick then kicked her out like Martin (yeah!) |
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