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lirik lagu jarren benton – godzilla

[intro]
(sighs) you’re a monster

[chorus: oba rowland]
ain’t no hoes in my clique, i got hoes on my d-ck
round this b-tch i’m godzilla
r-round this b-tch i’m godzilla
i got bands in my denim, she got friends why not hit em’
i’m a f-ckin’ live n-gga and i’ma f-ckin’ die winnin’
b-tch (x31)

[verse 1: jarren benton]
uh, slam cadillac doors diamond glow on these hoes
new fur on my back sweep the floor on these hoes
that top was a1 had to vogue on that hoe
hit the b-tch from the back strike a pose in her throat
i’m like uhh. i’m fresh out the dirt b-tch i might go berzerk
i k!ll everything kato find ’em a he-rs-
my mind doesn’t work someone find him in church
chrome to your dreads b-tch i’m gone off the meds
got hitters to cut off the bone from your flesh
i sauté a n-gga i’m known as the chef
got a white b-tch that look like selena gomez
ooo, i might go bieber on n-ggas
aluminum bat derek jeter on n-ggas
too much tequila i bleed from the liver
exterminator got the heat for the critters
ain’t making money with him, f-ck ’em
hard to trust these b-tches i would never cuff em’
i was out there bussin’, n-ggas clutching ovens
coldest from the bottom, that is no discussion
f-ck the repercussions, sleep the reapers cousin
i’m my brothers keeper, i’ma keep the covenet
side b-tch foreign, b-tch is speakin’ russian
going godzilla we can’t even function n-gga

[verse 2: b.o.b]
godammit who them n-ggas makin’ all that racket in the back
can’t you see i’m tryna teach a cl-ss
talk about a graduation cap
never say some sh-t and take it back in these raps no ain’t no exaggeration ain’t no cap
n-ggas think they runnin’ sh-t, must be to my runnin’ sh-t like (huff huff)
give a dime a dummer d-ck now i got my thumb this b-tch face
all of the time, b-tches be lyin’
she don’t own no clothin’ line she just do lines
mental apocalypse, you got a job and sh-t i do the opposite
n-ggas be poppin’ sh-t, i turn into pac and sh-t
hold up
f-ck are you talkin’ to? you’ll be dead at your eulogy
there’s your walk that you bark if you
what up? pay the blunts, straight
yo sh-t is moderate, i’m a post modernist
i do the bodyin’, they do the copyin’
n-ggas ain’t smokin’ what i smoke, it’s obvious
n-ggas be actin’ like b-tches, androgynous
eight albums in and they f-cked the kardashian
how she keep goin’ and don’t need no oxygen?
round this b-tch she throw zilla

[chorus: oba rowland]
ain’t no hoes in my clique, i got hoes on my d-ck
round this b-tch i’m godzilla
r-round this b-tch i’m godzilla
i got bands in my denim, she got friends why not him em’
i’m a f-ckin’ live n-gga and i’ma f-ckin’ die winnin’
b-tch (x46)

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