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toxin! - karmamøb lyrics

[intro: issbrokie]
yeah, okay (yuh, yuh)
yeah, okay (yuh, yuh)
i could do this all day
okay, let’s go (yuh, yuh)
okay, let’s go (yuh, yuh)
let’s go, let’s go
let’s go, let’s go

[hook: issbrokie]
pl*pl*plug just showed up with the toxin, i said, “come with more”
b*b*tch, i’m chuffin’ on the wax until my lungs is sore
brand new mac*11 with the panties in my dresser drawer
choppa*choppa knock that f*ckboy out his job at forbes

[verse: issbrokie]
i*i*i*i been with the demon since a b*tch was born
raised around them k!llers in the north, choppa got him sore
you rappers only ’bout it on the ‘cord, send him to the lord
i might get ten bands just ’cause i’m bored, its stackin’ while i snore
every time [?] which is more of a rеason i need me a bop
and every timе that i’m holdin’ the glock, i cannot help but feel i almost set some sh*t off
and every time that i spin on his block, i’mma take his lil’ b*tch, that girl do give me top
and every time that ho spin on my c*ck, she like, “brokie, you perfect,” i know, b*tch, don’t stop
i*i hear that a lot, i don’t got no opps because they got shot
no b*tch, i don’t box, like b*l*x taught:
“you ain’t came with a chop’, you more dumb than i thought”
i get to the guap, i already got a full wallet from rhyming, i [?] just talk
i wasn’t a jock, but i’m still ballin’ harder than lebron, when they pass me the rock
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout crack, i make trappin’ [?]
i smokin’ a pack, we grabbin’ a blunt
my duh*duh*duh fat, i been servin’ c*nt
issbrokie too stacked, these rappers my sons
they wanna keep up, but they know they getting passed
why this b*tch love my tracks? she always slap every one
[?] assh0l* [?]
she said she wan’ smash, so we back at the pad and i’m clappin’ her buns
your daughter b*tch was teamin’ and afraid
but really i’m more manly than your father
i keep that one piece on my body every day
it’s hidden on me like i’m gol d. roger
none these f*ckboys gon’ know what to say
when they faced with the tony tony chopper
i had to find that her was fakin’ through the grapevine
and so i turned regina george and f*ckin’ dropped her
[hook: issbrokie]
pl*pl*plug just showed up with the toxin, i said, “come with more”
b*b*tch, i’m chuffin’ on the wax until my lungs is sore
brand new*brand new mac*11 with the panties in my dresser drawer
choppa*ch*choppa knock that f*ckboy out his job at forbes
plug just*plug just showed up with the toxin, i said, “come with more”
b*b*tch, i’m chuffin’ on the wax until my lungs is sore
brand new*brand new mac*11 with the panties in my dresser drawer
choppa*choppa*choppa knock that f*ckboy out his job at forbes

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