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lirik lagu ​thr33 – holy

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[chorus]
ba~bad bih’ holy and she go to church
bu~but she still let me f~ck
yes, she still let me f~ck
go~got that glock on me, i keep it tucked
she keep on arguing, man, this bih’ petty
white ho’ finna set you up, call that bih’ betty
n~gga, “suprise!” pop out the cut like confetti
h~ha, ha, that n~gga won’t ready for me
t~t~that p~ssy n~gga took off running, he flee’
hallelujah! b~tch, i got bread!!!
that boy try’ to run up, he finna be dead
i look at my bank, that sh~t looking good
and i do this rap to get out the hood
and i need some bread, finna hit a jugg
and i’m outside, b~tch, i keep that fye
[verse]
yes, i keep that b~tch on me
bad b~tch, she finna come touch up on me
swear these n~ggas be fake, man, these n~ggas be phony
n~gga don’t try to share my hate, you not my homie
but i f~ck with my brother ’cause he got my back
i don’t really like playing, i keep sh~t in tact’
these n~ggas gon’ chat, huh, yeah
lil’ bro, that’s a fact, ha, yeah
i don’t like thot ho’s, andrew tate
and babygirl shake it like a earthquake
that p~ssy got water like a whale
my choppa say, “h~llo!” like adele
i’on need a gun, n~gga, i could beat yo’ ass
i ride in the h~llcat, goin’ super fast
i just did a sin, man, i gotta pray
a~a~ain’t no need them n~ggas f~cking up my day
and my pack came from mexico, n~gga, olé!
i~i~i’on need to f~ck b~tches, n~gga, stayin’ celibate
i might pop me a perc, n~gga, for the h~ll of it
that boy tryna act hard but he telling fables
that boy saw his life flash like the holy ghost
i break yo’ bih’ in, give her scolios’
and he try’ to run, he will not get far
i’m finna blow up, it can be tomorrow
i’m finna blow up, n~gga
‘member them days, i was stuck, n~gga
the f~ck you gon’ say, n~gga?
i was down bad with no pay, n~gga
i was so sad, n~gga, fightin’ my demons
no~not finna nut, she thought she had my s~m~n
woke up, it’s a beautiful day, i ain’t dreaming
i got ‘h~lla trust issues, stay by my doly’
that b~tch is a freak but she say she holy (holy!!!!!)
[chorus]
ba~bad bih’ holy and she go to church
bu~but she still let me f~ck
yes, she still let me f~ck
go~got that glock on me, i keep it tucked
she keep on arguing, man, this bih’ petty
white ho’ finna set you up, call that bih’ betty
n~gga, “suprise!” pop out the cut like confetti
h~ha, ha, that n~gga won’t ready for me
t~t~that p~ssy n~gga took off running, he flee’
hallelujah! b~tch, i got bread!!!
that boy try’ to run up, he finna be dead
i look at my bank, that sh~t looking good
and i do this rap to get out the hood
and i need some bread, finna hit a jugg
and i’m outside, b~tch, i keep that fye


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