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lirik lagu look at me!!! – lupin sl

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(chris brown sample)
look at me now oh

(adlib)
lupin

(chris brown sample)
look at me now oh
look at me now

(intro)
yeah, woah, check it
(chris brown sample)
look at me now

(verse 1)
l*l*l*l*l*look at me now
putting b*tches b*tches down
p*ssies watch like its the pound
you’d think the circus in town
with the way that i’m going around
no chains, don’t mean i won’t make a sound
w*w*wow
the goat, don’t f*ck with me hoe
neo, we don’t need t**th gold
with the way we flow, ethos
destroy from the west to the east coast
green smoke we toke, we don’t need dope
w*w*woah
i got an idea, find a b*tch with the split bright hair
sneak up on her, get her right here
chain and tape her to a highchair
this b*tch is a nightmare
imma hook her to a ship and send her lightyears
or k!ll her, drop her in the river
and let the sight of her leave the side mirror
(scream)
shut the f*ck up or buck up motherf*ck
you trynna confront upfront
is like getting b*ttf*cked by a dumb sl*t
with a long trunk and a dump truck
f*ck, go back to filling your cup up
go to codeine, then you o.d
if your gonna blow better show me
woah behold the holy
going ham homie
your raps are like my shin just below knee
never gonna blow b
all that drink turned you to a dope fiend
b*tch i throw free’s on the court like four three
ignore me, ha
so cold it’ll make your dope freeze
woah
(monologue)
hahahahahaha
you can’t stop me bro, i’ll drop a song every day if i have to
yeah, unh, think you got me to quit?, yuh

(verse 2)
b*tch i spit sicker than covid
explosive, oh sh*t, woah b*tch
kanye for president, me vice prez’ cus i’m heaven sent
(yuh)
you pr*ck just irrelevant (b*tch)
rapping in your peter pan pants go back to neverland
all you do is talk that woulda, coulda, shoulda sh*t
if i’m ass then your about to shovel sh*t (ahh)
listen imma get you done with this
sit you on the bed while i f*ck with your sl*t of a succubus
that f*cking b*tch who sucks (yeah)
but doesn’t know how to suck a d*ck f*ck your substances
f*ck this sh*t
spitting to get paid instead of minimum wage
each track getting more insane
made up on a mac getting better each day
no more splitting tips from the subway
(check it)
full of evil mischief
getting friction on your b*tches midriff
though i got a lil d*ck with mental affliction
she can grip it like a stick shift
then again i got sick chicks on my side that wanna l!ck d*ck
i’m a alien, that’s why the trick is ben ten
that’s why when your hear me spit i’m twisted
even satan thinks i’m demented
you never had cocaine in l.a, fake bills
all you do is role play, your g*y, jake ghyll
i spew more flames than propane, hank hill
so when i come better move out the way don’t stay still

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