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crescendo - bogmowen lyrics

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(bogmowen)
this beat monumental
b*tch shaking like jell*o
got one in the back and got one on the pedal
the weed be crescendo it just getting louder
i’m puffin on spliffs and i’m rollin up sour

we’ll smoke in a minute and tweak in an hour
you got government now you high off the power
he say he like glazing i make him sniff powder
that boy cutting corners he look like a router

cutting shottys on the table saw we talking bout some kick back
cuff a shawty you was into and i hit that
chrome glaze on the ammo scratch get your wig cracked
homе base full of nanas bands come split that

thought he talking til thе slingshot stretch him
said he robbin but i really ain’t stressin
cuz i got my crew with me the militia bringing weapons
with a morning star the doctor said too many holes to patch him like

can’t catch him
cause i’m running on a beat size eleven big steppin
left slurry on her face riddle dribbles for i kiss em
number three always lucky b.o.g. to u11
now i’m flexing like
need a mask for the task force
and i’m too good to my b*tch so what she been bad for
threw down my board hit the ground break the asphalt
hit the ground rolling f*ck running need the fast route

money comin in fast now
you on slow sh*t kudos b*tch you look sad now
at the show ain’t no patdown
i don’t know you but you know me how you say i’m mad now

and i got my own pad now
got a b*tch bring her round the spot n she callin me her dad now
i ain’t never gone back down
like i’m traumatized from eating cat look behind and saw her ass brown

givin swirlies in the silica bucket
can’t keep me in the 76 buggin
cause i’m running hit the mission out in southie we be puffin
i be covered tent city to the burbs you know we comin like

sh*t i’m smoking too loud (godd*mn turn it down)
now i care about tinnitus (la verdad a different sound)
give a p*ssy boy the itis (filled with lead and let him drown)
(breath) take a breath cuz he can’t you know i’m puffin loud like

puffin loud daily
she foam on my d*ck til she shaking like rabies
a b*tch wanna hit then i need her to pay me
a b*tch wanted pot and i ain’t talking clay see
charge double on a hoe if they askin
i flip for 160 i bought it for half and
i can’t even sell you the sh*t i be having
i’m up outside neta grab weed from their trashcan

(eughh) man that sh*t stank
got a b*tch turning red kenna’s hand in the sink
and my dogs looking fed and my fur looking mink
and my b*tch lookin good cause she’s pretty in pink

militia is mobile i’m sending a ping
bpdk we coming they dead if they blink
my gun like when tilly call let that sh*t ring
you can’t call me a sl*t cuz i’m cuffing my fling
f*ck

(succubuffering)
s*m*n on my b*tthole
itching up a storm
when the d*ck hits right that’s f*cking good form

saw a bad b*tch now my w*lly’s getting long
flipped her skirt up to floss my t**th with her thong
need a good meal and i know that ass is juicy
f*cking too hard gonna wear out the coochie
oops wrong hole but she says it’s all gucci
if i keep f*cking b*tt i’m gonna start cumming dookie

hard you wanna run that sh*t back one more time?

yeah

- bogmowen lyrics

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