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lirik lagu easter day – hefebossup

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(interlude)
i get fresh…..like it’s easter day that is, b-tch!

(hook) 2x
i get fresh like it’s easter day
i might get fresh in dat givenchy
this is not a game you know i don’t play
pull up rockin guess or the cartier
oh so blessed i need a mazi babe
come n test my kawasaki babe
n i’m flexin on em bet dey prolly fake
dey without ambition so dey prolly hate…

(verse 1: king fame)
my name is faaaame!
i found a way jus to get my bread up
you flip a coin always keep my head up
if i keep it on me it’s gotta be tucked
but nowadays everybody a shootah
before i heaven i’m tryna hit pluto
and i ain’t hit mars i ain’t talkin no bruno
i used to be broke now my pockets on sumo!

23, yea i’m feelin like jordan
i’m havin a daughter i gotta support her
all of my priorities are in order
he k!llin the beat
yu ain’t heard that he slaughtered?
free all my n-ggas who sittin in prison
that’s why everyday i be f-ckin the system
my circle got smaller
my bread gettin taller
i’m livin inside of a rectangular prism!
king fame if yu ain’t heard about me
loud pack got me walkin zombie
i ain’t really wit da jumpin sh-t
but i’ll stomp a n-gga in deez beef n broccolis
name a n-gga that could probably stop me
ain’t no n-gga out here that can stop me
took a beat n then i knocked it out
real sh-t that’s from watchin rocky!
(b-tch!)

(hook) 2x
i get fresh like it’s easter day
i might get fresh in dat givenchy
this is not a game, you know i don’t play
pull up rockin guess or the cartier
oh so blessed i need a mazi babe
come n test my kawasaki babe
n i’m flexin on em bet dey prolly fake
dey without ambition so dey prolly hate…

(verse 2: hefebossup)
(hefebossup!)

i get fresh like it’s easter day,(owe!)
b-tch i get fresher den a dress down,(owe!)
doin shows n-ggas makin moves be like who the f-ck i’m gone impress now
feel like life is like a test now (yah!)
i need the most n nothin less clown (yah!)
knock you right up off ya pedestal
you will never k!ll, need to get down!
why dey hate me n-gga idk!?
hefe bakeup baby i need cake!
prada purse will keep a p-ssy soakin
i don’t need a fountain bae
i need a lake!
catchin b-tches like i’m in the rapture
caught up in the rapture like anita bake
in the strippy all deez hoes around me
i don’t need a convo i jus needa slay!
i don’t need no phony boys around me
i don’t need no f-ckin petty b-tches either!
purple drank inside the baby bottle
pour the baby bottle inna f-ckin liter
f-ck ya wifey but i’ll never eat her
i might trick her off but i’ll never treat her!
call her crazy she a seyven streeter
imma f-ck her twice that’s word to derek jeter! (b-tch!)

(hook) 2x
i get fresh like it’s easter day
i might get fresh in dat givenchy
this is not a game you know i don’t play
pull up rockin guess or the cartier
oh so blessed i need a mazi babe
come n test my kawasaki babe
n i’m flexin on em bet dey prolly fake
dey without ambition so dey prolly hate…

(outro)
owweeee……oweeeee…..
oweeee….

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