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ape boy - chris travis lyrics

f-ck wit my set, push yo sh-t back
im in the front, you in the back
i got a knife, its on the strap
she got a friend, f-ck when she nap
im from the south, f-ck bout a rap
come to my house, won’t make it out
these n-gg-s hoes, running they mouth
straight with these hoes, f-ck what they bout
these n-gg-s wack, just want some clout
f-ck all this sh-t, where yo accounts
f-cking this b-tch, right on my couch
ape on my draws, wit d-ck in her mouth
came out the m, made that sh-t out
i run up on him, knock his -ss out
now he ain’t talking no sh-t from no app
p-ssy -ss n-gg- you know that you child

i pull up on that b-tch and she a dub
that i was gon f-ck but she can’t budge
fresh as f-ck like ice up in the tub
molly circulate in her flesh
gucci pink roses on my vest
i ain’t have to answer for no s-x
she just gave me top and then i left
goyard on my belt, this sh-t is felt
ima buy a choppa for some help
n-gg-s can’t even be themselves
b-tch thats why i’m mobbing to the death

- chris travis lyrics

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