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lirik lagu van helsing – marked for deletion

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[intro]
yeah, 1400/800 sh*t (yeah, yeah)
gang (big 14, know what the f*ck goin’ on)
(i’m shy, oh my god)

[chorus]
jet to china, now i’m lit (lit), new designer, i’m in rick (rick, yeah)
p*ssy b*tch, take a pic’ (pic’), murder gang, i end ’em quick (bah)
i ain’t no ventriloquist (gah), choppa gang, we stand on sh*t (bah)
bodies, standin’ over sh*t (yeah), on some van helsing sh*t (b*tch)
i got millions, that was it, off them xans, makin’ hits
got the fans watchin’, b*tch, watch your head, might get snipped (bah)
need a billion in this b*tch (brrah), i need a trillion in this b*tch (bah)
n*ggas switchin’ colors, they chameleons in this b*tch (on gang)
[verse]
a reptilian in this b*tch (woah), with the brothers, hittin’ l!cks
keep a forty in this b*tch, and my bro keep a four, n*gga
coyote in this b*tch, matter of fact, a h*llcat
i want smoke, inhale that, i want smoke, inhale that (yeah)
i want smoke, you smell that? oh, sh*t, i smell a rat
i can еyeball ten racks, nevеr f*cked a hoodrat
i been smokin’ good pack (okay), think i’m on some runtz, sh*t
i could never front sh*t, b*tch, i’m 1400
f*ckin’ that b*tch on a high key, p*ssy, don’t hype me, i keep a check like i’m nike
i went to alex, got icey, got real icey, got real real real icey
i’m off the x, no oxy’, they hate be shockin’, if it’s “f*ck me,” then pop me
i’m in a foreign with a hottie (hottie), if you see me then stop me (bah)
b*tch, i’ma hit you, you bop me, i’m the big dog, boy, you copy (copy)
i’m in the back with a shotty (shotty), i’m in the back with your b*tch, she get naughty (bah, bah, bah)
she get to trippin’ and sh*t off a molly, the drugs gon’ lift her away like a dolly (okay)
she get to speedin’ up, b*tch, like sonic (okay), she tough, b*tch, she’ll go body*for*body
keep a f&n, go body*for*body, big ass trip’, go body*for*body
you ain’t ’bout sh*t, go body*for*body, say you with that sh*t, lil’ b*tch, i doubt it
hit all the extras, they ain’t even counted, i’m on a jet, lil’ b*tch, no allowance
n*ggas talk down but i won’t allow it, [?] i see your brian then i’ll have to bow it (bow)
1400

[interlude]
yeah, 1400/800 sh*t (yeah, yeah)
gang (big 14, know what the f*ck goin’ on)
[chorus]
jet to china, now i’m lit (lit), new designer, i’m in rick (rick, yeah)
p*ssy b*tch, take a pic’ (pic’), murder gang, i end ’em quick (bah)
i ain’t no ventriloquist (gah), choppa gang, we stand on sh*t (bah)
bodies, standin’ over sh*t (yeah), on some van helsing sh*t (b*tch)
i got millions, that was it, off them xans, makin’ hits
got the fans watchin’, b*tch, watch your head, might get snipped (bah)
need a billion in this b*tch (brrah), i need a trillion in this b*tch (bah)
n*ggas switchin’ colors, they chameleons in this b*tch (on gang)