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lirik lagu yuki – sadfriendd

[intro]
“yuki”
yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: sadfriendd]
punchin that b*tch til the side of my fist hurt
f*ckin yo b*tch ima flex til my d*ck hurt
i play with the kitty cause it don’t got whiskers
hit from the back on yo b*tch i won’t kiss her
beat the b*tch down and then i gotta diss her
gold on my neck like it came from the p*sser
if i’m with his b*tch then he out of the picture
um, h*llo
shawty play my d*ck like a cello
made her ass shake like motherf*ckin jello
pull up on a n*gga i’ma shoot like melo
h*llo, i got the hoes you f*ckin fell off
shawty wanna see my bust down
come to the crib and the b*tch wanna f*ck now
i’ma takе the b*tch to the back of the bus now
huh, wait, whеre did the beat go

[verse 2: sadfriendd]
walk in this bih like i’m danny devito
i give her the d*ck now she singing the c note
run with the bread like a f*ckin casino
i came with a stick you could call me pacino
wait, i’m pulling out my d*ck she like oh my god
huh, shawty wanna suck (?)
wait, b*tch get down do your f*ckin job
wait, think my pockets gettin fat like a f*ckin sloth
wait, b*tch shut the f*ck up hoe
wait, you f*cked up my flow
walked in this b*tch and i came with a pole
i heat that boy up like a muhf*ckin stove
how yo b*tch choke on my d*ck in her thoat
i’m f*cking yo b*tch mane ain’t takin it well
and after the party that b*tch doing coke
wait, do he want some smoke?
[verse 3: lil kapow]
woah, i heard he was broke
boo, i just pulled up in a ghost
b*tch i want head you can keep your legs closed
i got four phones but don’t f*cking call me
your homie is dead next door can’t solve it
i popped two percs and i look like stephen hawkings
hit a n*gga hard with a stick i’m playing hockey
oh my god this sh*t so f*ckin easy

[verse 4: lil kapow]
hi there, b*tch i’m your worse f*cking nightmare
i got a new whip and it came with a ipad
someone’s daughter keeps l!cking my eye tats
her friend giving head while i’m drinkin and drivin
the cops don’t like me i’m known to get violent
i get so high the army said you can’t fly here
i got more hoes than a n*gga with a white beard
hit it from the back take pics like i’m s*xy and
um, everything i do is irregular
this b*tch giving head like way ahead of schedule
wake up to the money everyday i feel incredible
you smell broke, b*tch i can’t even stand next to you
thumbin on a m*th*f*ckin system dewey decimal
if that’s yo main b*tch then why she playin with my t*st*cl*s
i really only f*ck with my myself i’m autos*xual
i’m better than, wait is the f*cking song over
i said i’m better than oj simpson hiding evidence
i don’t give a f*ck i’ll sell crack to a pregnant b*tch
shawty had to leave you for me she need a better d*ck
he lost the scholarship when i shot him in his letterman
uh, what the f*ck

- sadfriendd

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