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lirik lagu bloxkbuster (movie response) – oota geppetto

bloxkbuster (movie response) lyrics
glahh
yo bro (glahh glahh glahh)
i been told n*ggas (uhuh, everything)
don’t ever say my name in y’all songs (everything everything)
i don’t even play with n*ggas like that
especially n*ggas that was feinding for me to do a song with them before
all ya’ll n*ggas sherm and b*tt worda bro (everything slimey and gooey)
they like oota you moving too devi
chop on my hip, and the trigger say squeeze me (the trigger say squeeze me)
get him wet up like water no figi
aim for the head up, spray art like graffiti (spray art like graffiti)
if she looking yopped thеn im packin’ the b*tch (then im packing the b*tch)
and i keep thе knock imma back out my sh*ts (imma back out my sh*t)
they know that im wokk get to flagging my sh*ts (get to flagging my sh*t)
y’all n*ggas ain’t wokk stop jacking my sh*t (stop jacking my sh*t)
after i f*ck then it’s back to the strip (then it’s back to the strip)
after i hit then im back up in gdubb (back up in what?)
tryna stay woke so im smoking sativa (smoking the what?)
smoking all dead’s, mix the grab with the reefer
she wanna cuff can’t wife no treesha
(uhh peep it, she can’t hit the blunt can’t cyph with no eater like, that’s a fact)
you ain’t my yellow biddy
just give me the p*ssy like h*llo kitty
with the migos in here got the skettles litty
she tryna f*ck say geppetto like (she gone pop her a titty)
you sh*tting me (sh*tting me sh*tting me)
i’m moving way to serious to think y’all can kid with me (word)
tryna line me and sh*t is you kidding me
need more then stu time to turn me to history (glrah)
why is he saying my name in that booth (why he doin’ that)
is you stupid n*gga, run with ruthless n*ggas
while y’all n*ggas running with some fools (word)
couple foolish n*ggas, go to school lil n*gga
heard y’all n*ggas f*cking with the youth
i ain’t gone say her name, but you know who
bet when i see you punch you in your tooth
gang gonna pop out in wife beaters too
red beam gonna aim for my what
stop capping and sh*t
i told you that rap ain’t for everyone still you proceed
but your music still trash you lil b*tch
and you never been on no drills
all you did was call g, never upped it and blasted on sh*t
(you never upped it and blasted on sh*t)
you never upped it and blast it on nada
leave the rapping for n*ggas that gotta chance
40 on me make a n*gga gotta dance (glah glah glah)
rhymes and wordplay show that n*ggas not advanced (at all)
plus your gang don’t jack you they is not your mans (nah, like what)
chop gonna turn you too a marijuana strand
(chop gonna put you inna marijuana land)
you not a regular person (glah)
said you make the industry nervous (glah glah)
p*ssy boy why is you lurking (why you doin’ that)
give you 59 shots cause you earned it (uhuh)
don’t forget for they jet dub you yearned it (like what)
you was feinding and sh*t
chop got a d*ck put the beam up on it
catch you back on the strip bet your spleen gone get hit p*ssy
you was leaking that prime time pdub
f*cking your b*tch she a slime time eater
won’t forget you a momma beater
i just can’t wait for a slime time to see ya
putting hands on your moms, like i would forget that (at all)
wondering if a n*gga still regret that (like what)
must foolish speaking on a oota (that’s a fact)
and your jet gone blow up with your scooter
and i don’t like set up’s, ain’t shooting the one ons, i rather just run up on you
ain’t no one can check us, we wait till the sun gone, so we could have one up on you
we aim for the head up, we shooting with one arm, we putting that gun up on you
hurd you posting guns you a fool
think that your jets starting to run out of juice
you a pedo you could never say nun (that’s a fact)
im geppetto they know that i spray guns (glah glah boom)
saying i never put in that pain for the prime
i know that that n*gga not saying nun (at all)
and n*ggas they know i’ve been makk for some time
sh*t i’ve been balling since day one (that’s a fact)
i heard you did dirt to your days ones (uhuh)
have you put in a hurse when that day come (word)
i heard n*ggas making movies (uhuh)
i bet we turn it to a blockbuster (glah glah boom)
stop saying my name you a goofy (like what)
aim that chop to your head some top dusters

- oota geppetto

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