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lirik lagu world war – reru music

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(laykx)

(mic test, uh*huh, everything’s going
uh*huh, yeah
there’s aboutta be a war so drop the f*cking bombs
drop the nukes
drop it all)

[verse 1]
these days haven’t been with ease
b*tches tryna start war
when i’m tryna keep the peace
ain’t with no gang
no, i don’t bang
raised in poverty
barely could afford a property
i was a joke back then
b*tches tryna f*ck i ask them when
commited to the rap life
ain’t need no b*tch to call wife
i’m good, my hoes
they suckin on my toes
tryna reach the top
while yo momma dancing on my c*ck

[chorus]
you’re contagious like a cold sore
mess with me and there’ll be a world war
there hasn’t been no conflict like this before
back the f*ck away from me, little wh0re
get outta my studio, and you can close the door
[verse 2]
it was hard to stack up
when people saw me they cracked up
doodling on paper wasn’t enough
to finish the waiver
one day walked into the studio
bust a lil rhyme, maybe two
someone got signed up that day, take a guess who?
started making tracks and stacking cash
all these other rapper’s lyrics belong in trash
all these fine ladies, they tryna smash
pullin up to tha club
makin a deal with the bouncer
all the girls called me steppa the arouser
got my rival’s drink more spiked than bowser
turn up the music, time to jam
if you don’t join the party, you’re just a mothaf*ckin sham

[chorus]
you’re contagious like a cold sore
mess with me and there’ll be a world war
there hasn’t been no conflict like this before
back the f*ck away from me, little wh0re
get outta my studio, and you can close the door

[verse 3]
chillin in the studio with a pen in hand
my next drop aboutta be h*lla f*cking grand
bout time for you to get off the stage by popular demand
cuz after every battle, i still stand
surrender your soul
maybe then you can reach your goal
cuz right now your future is lookin kinda dull
i’m the rapper that makes things right
with a win in hand, its time to stroll into the night
some people call me the king of rap
those who don’t, all they can do is cap
yet the rhymes they spit are total cr*p
get out, you’re a disgrace
pack your bags and leave this place
don’t come back, you won’t be missed
if you return, yo boy gonna get p*ssed
[bridge]
poppin up on instagram
cuz the bad boy is who i am
clapping cheeks till i’m 88
clappin cheeks on my birthday
haven’t had enough shots
i still need to get lots
everyday, every night
what i do is pull b*tches right!

[chorus]
you’re contagious like a cold sore
mess with me and there’ll be a world war
there hasn’t been no conflict like this before
back the f*ck away from me, little wh0re
get outta my studio, and you can close the door

(drop it all!
drop it all!
drop it all!
drop it all!
drop it all!
drop every f*cking nuke that we have
end this motherf*ckin world
this will be an eternal war
so let’s put a motherf*ckin end to it
boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
boom, boom
blow it up
kaboom)
[chorus]
you’re contagious like a cold sore
mess with me and there’ll be a world war
there hasn’t been no conflict like this before
back the f*ck away from me, little wh0re
get outta my studio, and you can close the door

(i’ve had it, get the h*ll out
you’re gonna have me shout
you’re only hungry for clout!)

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