lirik lagu september savior – dirtyghettohelltember
[intro: september savior & dgkdz]
bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
yeah, [?], bro
buh~duh, bum, bum, bum
duh, duh~duh, duh~duh, yeah, show ’em how to do it
she sucked my d~ck, she sucked my d~ck, she sucked my d~ck
she sucked my f~ckin’ tip
she sucked my d~ck
duh, duh~duh, duh
uh, i’m finna eat her ass
you’re gonna eat her huh?
i’m f~ckin’ mad, b~tch, go get the [?], hahaha
b~tch, go get my muhf~ckin’ cigarette, b~tch, hahaha
[?] f~ckin’ ciggies
uh, ayy
[verse 1: september savior & dgkdz]
if we speakin’ ’bout excellence, i’m the epitome
choppa get loaded, it sing like a symphony
y’all can get hit with the f~ckin’ artillery
don’t give a f~ck ’bout a name in the industry
i got a couple white hoes in my pimp degree
that’s hillary, tiffany
had to get sent to the guillotine
[?] out and then f~ck in the [?]
she like the molly, off the rock, no pnb
she like the dance moves, walk like billie jean
went to her crib and i nut on the tv screen
just like a p~rno, put it on dvd
this not digiorno, this a delivery
i’m switchin’ lanes, no, not literally
i just want a bomb ho, runnin’ like little league
she called my phone, what happened to chivalry?
[?] to italy
[?] a thottie, remember it vividly
me and dg run a train, human centipede
couldn’t get hard, it felt like a century
i’ll paint a picture so you have some imagery
ugh, f~ck it, i don’t have the energy
too many xans, think it f~cked up my memory
class in session, welcome to the assembly
pop quiz, why the f~ck y’all be testin’ me?
big glock, ’bout to f~ck up my enemies
she sucked the skin off [?] vasectomy
i’m cookin’ up like a chef with the recipe
i’m countin’ green [?] guap, that’s celery
i got three b~tches that would take a [?] for me
i like ’em chocolate, w~lly wonka factory
she sucked me up under orchards of apple trees
roll a blunt, leave the place like a [?]
white girl, and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ashley
i’m him, ain’t no wonder they mad at me
two for [?] that [?]
[verse 2: dgkdz]
b~tch, i been flippin’ these packs
lil shorty hit my jack
i told her, “30 a sack”
she skippin’ to class, i blow out her back
back in like eighth grade, i had to call my sis up, “can you get me some blacks?”
back in like sixth grade, i had to fill my zip up, wit’ a zip of the gas
i was drinkin’ four lokos till i got hiccups, and that sh~t was wack
nut while that white b~tch just suck my d~ck up, put you in the past
run up on you off a perc wit’ a 30
just popped a e and that b~tch got me st~rdy
call up columbus, that b~tch got a turkey
and her p~ssy clean, it’s pinker than kirby
drippin’ so clean, it make her get dirty
drip too cold, turn ice, no flurries
i got no worries, you b~tches scurry
b~tch, you better listen when i speak, like siri
i pop a xan, put you in the tomb, ayy, so do not be lurkin’, uh
that’s lightning mcqueen, that sh~t like zoom, uh, that’s how we be skirtin’, uh
[verse 3: h~llboy]
uh, [?], uh, n~gga, that’s how i be skirtin’
[?] that b~tch in the back, too perfect
yo’ b~tch is my b~tch, tell that ho, “stop flirtin'”
and these n~ggas be p~ssy, i put that on [?]
you ain’t [?] on sh~t, you a [?]
yo’ b~tch slidin’ on d~ck, she on this ride
think he smart, so i’m pullin’ his sim card
and these n~ggas be lame as h~ll
call my brother ’cause he’s super slimy, no snail
n~gga play with my brothers, i’m givin’ him h~ll
i be hittin’ yo’ ho, i’m like, “how could you tell?” yeah
i’ma wet her
she be gawkin’ the d~ck till her neck hurt
b~tch, i do what i want, f~ck a lecture
five stars when i run from the cops, call up lester
i was born for this sh~t, i love to f~cking rage
i was f~ckin’ her face
you ain’t on sh~t, you a f~ckin’ disgrace
b~tch, you ain’t talkin’ cash, get the f~ck out my face
lil’ b~tch, yeah, i’m too muhf~ckin’ honest
’cause honestly, i’on give a f~ck ’bout your money
you funny, stick in the whip, might run it
said i want the neck, lil’ b~tch, like up it
f~ck it, yeah, that’s a big bag
we send bb’s, lil’ b~tch, better get back
smack that boy in his face with these big racks
put my d~ck in yo’ b~tch, she gon’ handle a big sack
i be smokin’ on gas, don’t pass that
p~ssy n~gga a simp, you a asshat
beat yo’ b~tch from the back ’cause her ass fat
hit her hard, watch that booty deflate, now her ass flat
[?] just blocked my number
bad little b~tch sucked me out of my slumber
call up jack ’cause i heard she want lumber
i’m destroying the p~ssy, b~tch, i did a number
i be robbin’, no cat in the hat
if i ride with [?], b~tch, the mac in the back
with the glizzy attached, i ain’t textin’ her back
can’t f~ck with these hoes, these hoes be fat
shawty said she love my dance moves, yeah, the way that i shake it
bad b~tch on me and i think she jamaican
with that booty for breakfast with eggs and the bacon
back in the day, b~tch, i was bustin’ on hoes in the back of the playground
and you better stop talkin’ that sh~t ‘fore september the savior pull up wit’ ’em k rounds
ayy, you better go talk to yo’ b~tch, ask her why she just walked wit’ a limp, better lay down
and yo’ b~tch on this muhf~ckin’ d~ck, she gon’ suck on it, ~slurp~, now my d~ck finna break down
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