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r.i.p. sean - lil pooke lyrics

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man, f*ck bro
i miss my friend so much
i ain’t seen him in so long and
there’s so much hostility

(lil pooke trappin)

it’s ok though, sometimes
you gotta be put up in your place
we gon get this b*tch jumping like a kangaroo
kangaroo, i ain’t scared of you
kangaroo i ain’t, i ain’t
hold on *

man, i give a f*ck about a ticket
my brother he misguided, he just can’t get with it
worry bout 20 dollars? worry bout some b*tches
next time i get a paper, i’ll just fold it up and rip it

we used to be with it, what happened tho?
miss when we’d smoke exotic feeling like galapagos
you lucky i won’t kick a b*tch ’cause i feel like i’ll slap a hoe
i miss you so much and you here, you just lackin tho

you like yo daddy, ain’t ya?
used to be cool, now you foreign whipped, erra
101 problems, you can call me cruella
it hurts my feelings, you don’t see me ever
it’s been 3 years, cuh, and i always pay the difference
how i give you a band, and you worried bout the cents
take me out for you f*ck me, and ask me for consent
know a lil too much cause lilah talk a bit

man, and kestrel do too
she’s on d*mn near every song, putting in more work than you
sh*t, i’ll just drop to my knees, guess i’ll apologize
you want 18.50? get to bagging up my fries

take the sh*tter off your hands, i put some blood on another
i got better sh*t to worry bout, bigger than your mother
it’s been 3 years, look, i can’t do this no more
if you gon snitch, then go ahead and call the po’

i’ll put a hole in your chest, just like a year ago
hospital, i’ll hold you down cause you really need it tho
forget about this bullsh*t and realize i’ll take care of it
credits just a concept you ain’t gotta be scared of it

and i know you, just gon keep asking me for more again
lucky, i’ll be safe cause you going up to oregon
8*inch stick, and ella put it in your organs
you’re a fake ass b*tt, so go and get to twerkin

man, mason, i’m tweakin, murk him
won’t drink with us but when we’re gone, he’s on the floor again
uh

aaaaahhhhhhhh

man, give a f*ck about a ticket
my brother he misguided; he just can’t get with it
worry bout 20 dollars? worry bout some b*tches
next time i get a paper, i’ll just fold it up and rip it

yo, this one’s for all my corndogs out there
it’s all love baby, keep gettin breaded, cause you endebted

- lil pooke lyrics

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