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srry not srry - boulevard mitch lyrics

nah, i don’t believe what the b*tch just told me

i’m nosy as h*ll, i got barged in

i’m nosy as h*ll, i got barged in
her c*nt deep so i parked my car in it
finna hit mars, finna go real far in it
on the scheme, i crank the car engine
i’m high in the car, yeah, a star in it
put my d*ck in your b*tch in the tesla while charging it
work your block, put your heart in it
nah, old hoe ass n*gga gotta play your part n*gga
head shot him, give him a part n*gga
blown motor so the car won’t star n*gga
dirty soda yeah it take me far n*gga
when you left me, b*tch, it did some damage
i don’t wanna job, so i’m in here scamming
pole my hand, i’m in here and blamming
i parked the ranger by the dead end
he tried to diss now he got dead friends
at the nike outlet, yeah i check in
she wear my shirt so her br**sts in it
when you give me that top, put your neck in it
chevy screaming corvette engine
i was in the tahoe, f*cked up thinking about your hoe
i just wanna f*ck, never mind that hoe
ran him down and up the sco
i just be myself, now i f*ck your hoe
i was just being me, now i f*cked your hoe
up my pole, can’t duck the pole
huh, on the highway, i’m ducking po
d*mn, b*tch wanna f*ck me, she is a sl*tty hoe
i nutted on your b*tch face, she say the substance like putty dough
face shot, he thought it was funny though
blood on a napkin from runny noses
yeah, i’m pouring, i’m sipping doses
asked the doc, what’s my hypnosis?
on a sl!ck hit, don’t need no lotion
god told me i was chosen
the devil told me i was broken
i was getting gone right by the omen
shoot that glock stay focused, huh?
i gotta do this bih right
i feel like i ain’t been doing it right
you don’t love me b*tch

i’m stressing, living my life and sh*t
she is a sl*t, can’t wife that b*tch
you wanna die, use a knife, lil b*tch
to make me a sale i’m a nice lil b*tch
you reach, i teach, when you tried, lil b*tch
grab your phone and dial that b*tch
i creeped in tippy*toeing and crease the shoes
blood on the money, dirty up my dues
all these hoes just pick and choose
all these hoes need a d*ck to choose
boulevard need a little bl!ck to use
i need a big ass bl!ck to blew
i need a thick ass b*tch to use
her nose like a d*mn vacuum
i’m rolling up dope in the backrooms

- boulevard mitch lyrics

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