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lirik lagu blaziken freestyle – saucedad69

[verse 1: saucedad69]
ay
wakin’ up late, on jet lag
ay
shorty wanna f*ck with (saucedad)
i get to work and i flip that
you and your hoes are so sad
tell lil shawty come back, she so bad
talk sh*t, and you end up with a toe tag
she wanna talk the peace
i’m stackin’ it, income is cuttin’, no different
been smokin’ on tree, this sh*t smell like it’s cinnamon
ship out a pack and i keep it like synonym
dump at your party, i pull up with mini*me
hit ’em with flame kicks like a blaziken
n*ggas talk sh*t, go f*ck hoes with a double chin
beat down this block with a drum and a war ship
[verse 2: sadtrojan]
i’m in the whip and i’m mighty to seein’ her
shawty, she want me, but no i don’t need her
my pockets so d*mn fat, call ’em peter
she don’t want you because i am just cleaner
they bad at me, okay, follow the leader
i am so sick, i think i got a fever
my lime is cold like they came out the freezer
she said she miss me, i told her forget that
new choppa on me, i told ’em to get back
i had yo’ b*tch, and no i don’t regret that
fresh side of love, you know i never meant that, huh
you got a whip, but you rip that heart
your breaths ain’t here, need a tic tac, huh
ask her to snap and she slit that heart
takin’ them out, never did that, huh

[verse 3: saucedad69]
i’m tryna stare in your fortune
i’m tryna get on the forbes list
i need a b*tch that’s gorgeous
i need to buy me some more sh*t
n*gga, you cannot afford this
my b*tch is bad, and she foreign
rockets, you n*gga, we soarin’
thumb in this b*tch like i’m babykin
washin’ that dirty lil b*tch like it’s listerine
n*ggas talk soup, he got hit with a special beam
listen up folks, the same color is messy cleats
she wanna kick it, b*tch this ain’t no soccer team
beatin’ my sh*ts like i’m hercules
double kick to your head, smokin’ opp cake
thought that you had me, lil n*gga step back
suck on this sh*t like i walked to a thumb tack
diamonds and pearls, they be on me, i’m keeped up
n*ggas be stressed, but i’m chillin’, i got my feet kicked up
this sh*t for the purse, call that pip luck
fire right on the side of me, you f*cked up
lil danem got hit with a uppercut
ay, you still tryna press, but i’m no boy
b*tch leave hoes, i got no love
and i ghost that b*tch, i will not cuff
but i don’t like the b*tch, but i’m drunken, and f*ck it
i pull up and flex in that b*tch on discussion
i’m gettin’ this money, no time for the face
just straight to the top, no concussion
[outro]
(saucedad)

- saucedad69

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