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lirik lagu ​​​​​​nascar aloe – drag race

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[intro: nascar aloe]
yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, woah
hey, can you scratch my nuts real quick?
yeah, sh~t, sh~t, no
f~ck, sh~t, sh~t, yeah, yeah
i don’t f~ck with that sh~t, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo

[verse 1: nascar aloe]
yeah, yeah, hammer on me in case i need to break t~~th (yeah, yeah)
and, yes, i hate everybody, i k!lled them all in my dreams (yuh, yuh)
i didn’t handle it sloppy, i did that sh~t all clean
these f~cks love to come and copy but, no, you can’t be me
ho, i’m off that whitney, could you suck my d~ck, please?
i don’t rock no etnie, lil’ b~tch, these is rickies (ricks)
can you please reset mе? (‘set) this world way too sh~tty (ayy, ayy)
see that flash like epilеpsy, and then he started twitching (yuh, yuh)
ayy, like rrah, rrah (ayy)
demons in my head, they talkin’, and it’s non~stop (yeah, yeah)
dead man walking, hit you with the sawed~off (nah)
feds keep watching, got my sh~t turned off (ayy)
i don’t wanna really have to murk you, but i will (agh)
and my was aim just to hurt you, but i k!ll (yeah, b~tch)
p~ssy boy, still got a curfew, i’m in the field (field)
hit him with the glock, he backflippin’ like he was jeleel!

[chorus: nascar aloe]
yeah, my desolation, die, suffocation
this b~tch really wanna f~ckin’ ride ’cause i’m raging
f~ckin’ with me, right, you gonna die in duration
of the f~ckin’ song, it take as long as drag racing
drag racing (i go so f~ckin’ fast on they ass)
drag racing (got yo’ f~ckin’ b~tches on my d~ck, now they mad)
drag racing ([?] where you at?)
drag racing ([?] f~ck the gang ’til it’s [?])
[verse 2: apolloislame]
ayy, ayy, b~tch, get the f~ck back, get out of my business
yeah, you hear the bass boomin’, yeah, it’s louder than an engine
cookin’ up the dope, then i cut him with precision
and i chop you up and leave your body in the kitchen
i do not care, i’ma do what i want
that’s why yo’ b~tch with me, and we kick it like a punt, ayy
poppin’ x pills, yeah, she pop the f~ckin’ runtz, ayy (yeah, yeah)
they say i’m weird, they say i’m different, yeah, so f~ckin’ what, ayy?
so f~ckin’ what, ayy? i don’t have be around you, ayy
so f~ckin’ what? b~tch, we in first place, we don’t need no round two
shoppin’ at vivienne, oh, we don’t go to round two
i don’t know boy, he a clown, and you a f~ckin’ clown too
got the whole squad with me, you don’t want us to pound you
yeah, we lit in our town, we f~ckin’ up your town too
they be like, “oh my god, i love you, even though i used to doubt you”
ayy, ayy, big bag, movin’ fast just like a drag race
ayy, tryna hop on the wave, b~tch, you mad late
ayy, she wanna be my first wife, don’t know my last name
ayy, swerving in the f~ckin’ lane, i’m ’boutta crash, ayy

[chorus: nascar aloe]
yeah, my desolation, die, suffocation
this b~tch really wanna f~ckin’ ride ’cause i’m raging
f~ckin’ with me, right, you gonna die in duration
of the f~ckin’ song, it take as long as drag racing
drag racing (i go so f~ckin’ fast on they ass)
drag racing (got yo’ f~ckin’ b~tches on my d~ck, now they mad)
drag racing ([?] where you at?)
drag racing ([?] f~ck the gang ’til it’s [?])


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