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lirik lagu young mugz - planet drool.

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[hook]
b-tch!
if i go broke then i’ma bool with my tool
you pull your sh-t, i pull my sh-t and let them duel
this ain’t no dream b-tch, this ain’t no planet drool
don’t be a fool
just let me bool
if i go broke then i’ma bool with my tool
this ain’t no beyblade, but b-tch we gonna let them duel
this ain’t no dream b-tch, this ain’t no planet drool
don’t be a fool
just let me bool

[verse 1: mugz]
the 9 is your alarm, wake up
i’m hot i’m tryna get cake up
but i ain’t a oven
boy you soft as m-ffins
i play roulette with russians
i don’t do discussions
nina a chatter box, she always throwing shots
she luv to gossip, she to luv to blow nina you a thot
better get low, sleep a n-gg- like a tko
she suck d-ck till her nose like roscoes
runny , b-tch i hate money
but i still got it gift wrapped like a mummy sunny my days was the opposite
i seen n-gg-s get k!lled just for popping sh-t
get a profit b-tch and get a job
stop leeching of a n-gg- you ain’t a prize

[verse 2: mugz]
i’m smooth enough to finesse the panties off a nun
one and done rappers mad they never won
portland chilling just trail blazing
laughing at the rappers that i’m raising
it’s amazing, how i made you into you
diamonds on michael phelps, out the pool
i’m flash with the wrist moves
i could k!ll you but what that prove
you can’t even shower in your chains
you had to spend a check just to get the brain
we a different high, im purer strain
i could make you never rap again
but what i really have to gain when your fanbase
is no face xanny poppers
online when its wartime sh-t poppers
does the hate get you dollars? maybe if you flex
i flex with your advancement on my neck
so what’s next? real beef we could take it there
street gps i’m good anywhere and it’s very clear

[verse 3: the slump god]
5 hour b-tch i need energy
to beat the p-ssy make melodies
i am the sh-t, know you smelling me
don’t f-ck with john, f-ck with kennedy
i want a sub zero wrist
put some ice up on that b-tch
chef boyardee in the kitchen, beat the pot up with my fist
you, you can’t test us
high as giraffe nuts
smoke like mol-sses
i reside in the body of a b-st-rd
n-gg-s try me then i megaman blast them
make or break that b-tch
i look upon my wrist, and like a disc
that b-tch is dancing, shine
[?]
like the movie ‘taken’ this b-tch mine

[outro: xxxtentacion]
roll away the summer time do not wait for me
if i ever break, them f-ck them
and f-ck the state
then baby sit down sit down


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