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hangman - luh monk lyrics

b*tch, huh — get the f*ck outta here and off my face
feelin’ like one and i’m definitely winnin’ this race
f1 — i don’t care how i drive, i crash the whip, get replaced

b*tch, i’m drivin’ fast, never slow, no no no no
i ram this corner while she give me all this blow, blow, blow
too much money on me, yeah, too much dough, dough
smokin’ like i got years ahead me — all this dope

i don’t need to do no show to be relevant — stay out the public eye
i just be doin’ what’s best for me and that’s just stayin’ high
get you d.i.e., you gone die, burnt, you fry
i got real k!llers on my team so don’t you try

oh and they real dead
i got bodies on the floor
like i’m hitman
silent drop, fifty more
you a dead man
i’m sendin’ you straight to h*ll to the core
yeah i’m real, said
i’m gon’ be knockin’ on your door

pockets too d*mn heavy on some bodybuilding sh*t
i do more than y’all could ever did
i got the life you don’t — you’ll never live
i’m too d*mn rich for my own good, i sit back in my crib
i slide for my brothers, they all slide for me and we will get you hangman
wasn’t lyin’, get you burnt — yeah, you tan, man
give you the rope, hop on the podium — yeah, you dead, man
stick on my side, blow it loud like a band, man
countin’ this cash, brick feel tight with the rubber band
i feel so high, double my pint — yeah i’ll never land
i got that lil’ ol’ b*tch stalkin’ me, turned to a lil’ fan
beat that p*ssy up — that white eggs and that pink ham

yeah, she good, yeah, she good on me
she throwin’ her ass, her whole body
throwin’ me on the bed like this b*tch know karate
that b*tch so wet — beach vibes and
she so d*mn bad she got a hobby

slim ol’ body, hourglass waist
i feel the tension, baby — let me get a taste
i need it now, come on, we can make love in the

- luh monk lyrics

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