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better than dawood - mrmasala lyrics

lyrics:

intro:
(mr masala, mr masala, mr masala)
(this sh*t boutta be fire)

verse 1:
drive up in my tuk tuk call it f*ckin a farari
gotta pop sum pill my vision go all blurry
go back in the tuk tuk, all i think about is
curry
mind off the road, ran over a opp sh*t was all funny
had to throw a couple bands on him cuz i was in a hurry
that sh*t is enough for a mortgage and his recovery
82 people ran over with the tuk tuk im sorry
i swear i didn’t mean it was just me caught up in my glory
me and dr chaplin just hanging his laboratory
i just wanna say that i love f*cking curry

verse 2:
dawood, i’ll f*cking smoke your ass
you turn to me for help even though i never ask (yeah)
now its my turn and you know i will harass
(okay)
so hide your pretty wife its my turn i will outclass
surpassed ya, the difference just too d*mn vast
i’ll murk your family and then i’ll smoke yo ass last
you’re old news always kept in the past
i might have to lecture you in my f*ckin class
(mr masala, mr masala, mr masala)
interlude:
so class today we are learning why dawood ibrahim sucks and why mr masala is better. so basically dawood ibrahim sucks big fat booty cheeks and mr masala is better. class is over

verse 3:
over. your times f*ckin over
i smoke yo ass i come from october
i’m the grim reaper, yeah you won’t recover
your soul above your body going down it won’t hover
im the luckiest man alive, got four leaves on a clover
yeah you know i’m him you know i will deliver
been sippin too much curry it’s a pain on my liver
dawood yo ass dictatory, you basically hitler

verse 4:
drive up in my tuk tuk call it f*ckin a farari
gotta pop sum pill my vision go all blurry
go back in the tuk tuk, all i think about is
curry
mind off the road, ran over a opp sh*t was all funny
i got so many rupees i’m made outta money
sacred indian treasure is the boutta be some f*ckin glory

- mrmasala lyrics

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