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zap em! - revovercetti lyrics

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intro

uh, uh, uh

verse 1

if the p*ssy want smoke, tell the boy he can have it
[?] 50 round and you know its automatic
talkin’ all that sh*t so it ended real tragic
like tyler the creator he gon’ disappear like magic

[?] fat ass so you know i’m tryin to smash it
new f*ckin’ porsche ima f*ck around and crash it
man was talkin’ all that f*ckin’ sh*t so we smacked ’em
you was on the phone with her, asking why she gaggin’

verse 2

she was sucking on my d*ck but she told you that she laggin’
you was talkin’ all that sh*t, ’till we caught your ass lackin’
that boy on a f*ckin perc, you can tell cause he scratchin’
that ass so fat, when i f*ck, [?] clappin’

p*ssy so good, ima f*ck, then go back in
young thick b*tch and she do got a accent
he ain’t say a word when we seen him up in traffic
he keep talkin’ all that sh*t, but i’m lookin at him laughin’
[?]
b*tch think i f*ckin’ love her, nah i love her just a tad bit
i can’t even lie, man that sh*t is a bad habit
countin’ up this money that you know that i be stackin’

bro [?] now he think that he [?]
and you know that boy broke he be hangin’ at the dash*in

outro

i’m geeked!

they disgust me!

- revovercetti lyrics

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