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lirik lagu jc wayne – mugshot

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hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n~gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d~cky
leave the p~ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f~ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

verse 1:
i pull on yo’ gang wit’ shooters
we flank left, then we contuse ’em
she suck on my d~ck like a tutor
and i’m brain dead just like a tumor
f~ck you furry, you dressed like a puma
watchin’ those movies right on ya’ computer
why yo’ grandma look like a cougar?
n~gga’ i’m jus’ tryna’ get me some fupa

break:

flank left
flank right
all these n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all thеse n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

vеrse 1:

yeah, you heard that right
all these n~ggas wanna fight
pull up wit’ the gang
and we stoppin’ for the night
call out all these mother f~ckers
cuz they ain’t sh~t (ain’t sh~t)
i got all they f~ckin b~tches ridin’ on my d~ck
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(sythe hits)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(hey, hey)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(sythe hits)
ice on my wrist when the sythe hits
(~shing~)

hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n~gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d~cky
leave the p~ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f~ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

verse 2:

arkay on the beat, b~tch
that’s how we eat, b~tch
i never miss a single f~ckin’ meal
(you’re on your knees, b~tch)
you’re on your knees, b~tch
that’s how i heat this
i pull up wit’ the sticky f~ckin’ glock
and light the lee’s, b~tch
break:

flank left
flank right
all these n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all these n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

(×2)

verse 2:

i’mma knock his head off
if he don’t knock it off
f~ckin’ p~ssy n~gga
i’mma run ‘n shoot you up
i’mma run ‘n shoot you up
in the middle of the club
don’t you make a f~ckin’ move
or i’mma call my runner up

stop, wait a minute (padre)
i’mma need a second
(get your head in the game)
all these press reporters know that my f~ckin’ name
has been around since the day that the world changed

hook:

smack a gl!cky
leave a n~gga bleedin’ (uh)
pack the d~cky
leave the p~ssy sticky (huh?)

she just want the tummy top?
i give her some tummy tums (mmm)
don’t you f~ck wit’ me, now
i’mma drop you wit’ my gun (boom)

(×2)

break:

flank left
flank right
all these n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight

flank left
flank right
all these n~ggas on me
but they ain’t fight (no, no, no)

(×2)


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