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wtf u talkin bout - luisproducedit lyrics

[part i]

[intro: luisproducedit]
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[verse 1: luisproducedit]
compress you and then turn you to a slab of meat
you can call me ray rice, i kick you with my cleat
i’m a devastation and the cause of new disease
yeah, a fetish for more violence, i kick you in your knees
this b*tch gonna give me my money
and this b*tch gonna hang from a bungee
i’m gonna put you down, i’m gonna chop you up
and then i sell you in a foreign country
you are not hard, you are softer than bunny
you are a, b*tch, and do not call me yo’ buddy
look at my clothes, yeah, you got that sh*t bl**dy
look at my clothes, yeah, you got that sh*t bl**dy
you won’t get it started (no)
b*tch you are r*t*rded (no)
if you f*ck with me you gon’ be dearly departed (ayy)
boy the market gon’ pay heavily for the target (ayy)
after i am done with you, you gon’ be lethargic (ayy)
[chorus: luisproducedit]
what the f*ck? what the f*ck?
what the f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
what the f*ck? what the f*ck?
what the f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
what the f*ck? what the f*ck? what the f*ck? what the—
what the f*ck? what the— ayy

[part ii]

[intro: afourteen]
the crimson chin?
yuh, i just got home took a sh*t
then i f*ck another b*tch
then i ice up on my wrist
that’s what all these f*ckin’ rappers talk ’bout
they sound like sh*t, bro
f*ckin’ p*ssies, f*ckin’—
ayy, what you, what you, what you—

[chorus: afourteen]
what you f*cking talkin’ ’bout? i don’t like that tone
what you f*cking talkin’ ’bout? i don’t like that tone
what you f*cking talkin’ ’bout? got that metronome
what you f*cking talkin bout? what you talkin’ ’bout?
[verse 2: afourteen]
they got me rappin’ for thirty seconds for fifty dollars
if i’ma keep up the work, i be stashin’ fifty guala
f*ck, three toes, [?] let go
i got .30s in the back and we throw it like [?]
big guns in this b*tch, i;ma shoot at his spine, yuh
ayy, yuh, i feel like i’m big sean, yuh
run through [?], yuh
ayy, yuh, f*ck
bullets soundin’ a like [?]
i’m in van, [?] man
b*tch, i’m the man, i got the drum
run up on me, you get snuffed
b*tch, you get dumped
uh, uh, yuh, yah, yah
we got some big boy stuff
we got some big boy guns
i got some big boy guns, cover yo’ spine like—

- luisproducedit lyrics

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