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lirik lagu jamesy! – sick

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[intro]
ima k!ll you!
ima k!ll you!
i will f~cking k!ll your ass!

[chorus]
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
and when i get bored i just count up the deads
i’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
i catch that boy lackin’, i fill him with lead
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
bad little b~tch wanna play with my dreads
f~ck n~gga best watch his mouth, what he said
you heard that i’m p~ssy, well you got mislead

[verse]
talk your sh~t
b~tch, we give them h~ll like some hockey sticks
f~ck your b~tch
i ain’t takin’ l’s, call me deji, b~tch
icy wrist, icy, you can call me articuno, b~tch
hit or miss, hit the deck but we ain’t playin’ uno, b~tch
cop a new whip, then i swerve, uh
that b~tch, she got on my nerves, uh
want a new b~tch with some curves, uh
i don’t make orders, i serve
bad to the bone, bad b~tch hit my phone
like, “jamesy! leave me ‘lone”
but you got tickets to come see my show
[chorus]
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
and when i get bored i just count up the deads
i’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
i catch that boy lackin’, i fill him with lead
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
bad little b~tch wanna play with my dreads
f~ck n~gga best watch his mouth, what he said
you heard that i’m p~ssy, well you got mislead

[verse]
i’m just a little f~cked up in the brain
p~ssy boy lackin’ i’ll work on my aim
put his ass in the ground, man, it’s such a shame
these lame n~ggas drowned tryna ride on my wave
i ain’t singin’ sh~t ’till a n~gga get paid
bad b~tch wit’ some time, i call her minute maid
i must be a barber, ’cause they want the fade
they call me a chip, ’cause your b~tch gettin’ laid
i wanna f~ck on this b~tch and her name’s keke palmer
i eat up the p~ssy and i’m not jeffrey dahmer
i slice up your b~tch like it’s f~cking for honor
don’t be talkin’ down, or else you’re a goner
i own two knives, but i am not the monster
if a n~gga want smoke, best call up the doctor
if i’m acting a fool, best get me an oscar
they call mcdonalds, ’cause b~tches get slaughtered
[chorus]
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
and when i get bored i just count up the deads
i’m makin’ sure that my family’s fed
i catch that boy lackin’, i fill him with lead
i’m just a little bit sick in the head
bad little b~tch wanna play with my dreads
f~ck n~gga best watch his mouth, what he said
you heard that i’m p~ssy, well you got mislead


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