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lirik lagu lee scott - puta - sumgii remix

[verse 1 ~ trellion]

yo, you want skateboarding music?
i use your face to snap my skateboard in two with
my bad, oh what a c~nt i am
i am
off with his head
amputate limbs
how are you gonna ollie with a prosthetic leg?
my bad, you don’t even skate
wait, but i can
i’ll 360 kickflip that spliff out your mouth
no doubt, i’m living on the ill side of town
my sniper rifle got a wide angle
blow off your supreme 5 panel
how you like me now?
not much, well it’s mutual
whoopdie doo
yo, i’m chilling with the down and outs
f~ck about, get dumb chills more roundabout

[verse 2 ~ milkavelli]

i’m on an ox like my brother is
c town, catch me loc~ing like lover crip
your mother wanna suck my d~ck
cause a brother hung like brotha lynch
suck it b~tch, i got 1.7 of the hubba bubba crud
it’s a 1~8~7 on this motherf~ckin blunt
sh~t, i’m funky like the doc
d~gg~n on your b~tch
while you’re rocking cyberdog, you b~tch
adderall, admiral, trama~tramadol
yeah, i’m speedballin’
was gonna tour with my crew
but i’m detouring
my mother said i need reforming
i just say i need more green, the weed’s moreish
more b~tches, four b~tches
burning church on my shoulder and they’re all christians
that’s how i’m living
put some charas under the stamp for my man in prison
~”puta!”
~”don’t call me puta!”

[verse 3 ~ lee scott]

i’m in a portaloo
givin’ some rich b~tch a talkin’ to
with a quick spliff and a morning brew, form a queue
you lack the testicular fortitude to thwart the crew
someone said wack and i thought of you
i was gonna say i’m only messing, but i’m serious now, instead
i’m p~wning this glowing gold circle around me head
i’m on that cult sh~t, like l. ron hubbard
i break you down and put you back together with your head on crooked
dazed and confused, like jake holmes
breaking the rules to stay stoned
bunking a late train home, code name ste kweng
i didn’t buy a ticket cause me saving for the weekend
sounds in me headphones stuck in ‘96
in the gaps between tracks i’ll be chatting bout prior stints
but it’s too much on me mind, like the kinks, then i think
this moolah could have been used for buying drinks
splashing fat on me cold skin, frying mince
if i was a religious man i’d know who to blame
hazardously dangling me gucci scarf over the flame
no heat in the flat, but f~ck giving in
i’m making the most of this, fluorescent bulb fl!ckering
raving, while i’m waiting for my food to cook
a recipe for disaster you couldn’t find in no stupid book
so don’t even look
[verse 4 ~ sniff]
yo
it’s reached fever pitch
we stand out like a paedo at a bieber gig
dream a bit
i sip grey goose and leave with it, we don’t pay
i turned scrooge in my old age
you think i’m called sniff ‘cause of cocaine?
low flame cooking
no shame jucking up your girl
cause coke gains p~ssy in this world, but
(yo)
slow it down, so
(slow)
that’s how we goes down, you’s a
(hoe)
you wanna do brown? let me know
real cold when i flow, i’m a pro
quid pro quo, product like woh
now on with the show
so, me and trelly in the zone, you get took out
hit the vault while the lunarlings look out

~”puta!”
~”don’t call me puta, cabron!”

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