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lirik lagu lord give me strength – lord sizzle

[verse 1: lvd]

lord give me strength, i never will estimate
under/over your powers, my n-ggas called me a coward
’cause i refrained from my doubt within hours
flowers i’ll keep under your tower, now we’re tasting that the sour ain’t sweet
sizzle, mr. sizzle, sizzle lord, my n-gga, can i call you yung? (no)
my n-gga, i apologize for going dumb
i just wanted your forgiveness and a feature ’cause honestly, i’m your fan and the biggest
i think you’re jeter of hip-hop, n-gga, you speak to me
and that sh-t you did with sm-gm-… (that crunchwrap supreme?)
when your verse began i done lost my virginity
bump it on a bootleg cd
standing up to my enemies, hand up in b-tches’ panties
my denim’s soaking, i’m anxiously waiting to make you gently
make love to me, f-ck me rough like a sl-t
’cause you be looking real cuddly
baby, you said on herp that you f-cked a daddy, so join me in the back of this caddy and feel the fatty

[verse 2: lvd]

i got a job at the local neighborhood fridays
and i’m aware of your love for the cheesesticks and cherry limeade
and baby, i’ll give ’em free but you gotta make me a promise
you’re gonna f-ck me sideways, occasionally in the projects
my momma called me an alcoholic, and said i ain’t fit for my daughter
f-ck it, let’s just frolic
i wanna feel your brolic figure once i make you dinner
naked, showing you my college knowledge, i’m a jenner
call me caitlyn, i know you’re blasian, that’s funny
’cause i was born in taiwan, but three quarters a haitian
our common interests are money, and b-tches, and weed, and cereal
the latter’s me if we’re never getting bacterial
murals to material eyes, we’ll be imperial
s-m-n is lies, this ain’t venereal
eerie, the chiba showed me this moment before it happened
i’m badly embarr-ssed that i have chatted your ear in half
and, i just… love you…

[verse 3: lord sizzle]

say h-llo to my little friend, you creepy -ss n-gga
now i’m finna dip in the benz
i’m peelin’ in the candy orange palette on ritalin
my knickers leather like the f-ckin’ seats i be sittin’ in, i get it in
n-ggas always looking for features, the same n-ggas that be tweeting in the stadium bleachers
and making everyone around inhale the stank from they sneakers
they talkin’ sh-t about the lord while adjusting the beakers
you b-tch n-ggas need to unplug ya speakers
i’m finna hop on la leakers, give you n-ggas these heaters like marcus peters
did it all in wife beaters and white adidas
wifi waifu’s on the corner of southern in printed cheetah
meanwhile, i got a new b-tch and we dippin’ out bolorado
she thick, likes to suck a d-ck and she swallows
mulatto, designing my grotto hollow
wherever lord sizzle goes, she follows

[verse 4: lord sizzle]

this one goes to sizzle from 808
if you didn’t know me, n-gga, i’m stealing ya dinner plate
you a diet future, who’s a diet pain
changed the moniker ’cause i don’t want to share a f-ggot’s name
sh-t, i’m scatterbrained
finna calibrate the caliber of rappers
most these n-ggas poppin’ shouldn’t crack the twenties up on napster
fatter n-ggas runnin’ faster, skinny n-ggas turn to casper
cappin’ daily, sippin’ baileys, it ain’t nothin’ ’cause ya’ll actors
f-ck up out here

lord give ’em strength

- lord sizzle

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