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raviolis - sb iv short lyrics

[intro:]
yo… remember back in the day ?
you’d eat f-ckin’….
raviolis with cheese ? (cheeeeeeeeeeesssseeeeeeeeeee)

[verse 1: sb iv short]
it’s about time to put the d-ck in dictatorship
throw us some yeezy’s on
stomp you to taylor swift
ohhh.. did you remember that i don’t forget ?
’bout to leave gomera like colombus on september 6th
sh-t, you n-ggas can’t predict apocalypse
i’m jesus in a ski mask, call me mr. anonymous
i could give a f-ck about the communists and politics
that’s probably why i would debate on earning scholarships
screw the water boy, b-tch i’m bobby boucher
chillin’ on the beach by reggie rocket with my toupée
trade dem’ dead flowers for the live ones in the bouquet
throw it to them b-tches who kicked and pushed me for lupe

[hook:]
boy-are-dees b-tches tryna’ ride my nuts now ?!
its cause i’m getting raviolis with this cheese
n-ggas come with hate and with the hate it comes with beef
and this is food for thought
n-ggas hatin’ what they eat
swallow ya’ pride, p-ssy n-gga you suspect !
learn to be a man like a lesbian roughneck
n-ggas is nervous you can smell when their b-tt sweat
shaking like a b-tch when she experience b-tt s-x

[verse 2: sb iv short]
i don’t give a f-ck like kanye when i cut checks !
k!ll ya’ self in nikes in a ‘just do it’ contest
lost my f-ckin’ service while i’m tweeting sh-t to mike jones
f-ck ya’ past n-gga, f-ck your future with the lights on
leave the bodies in the dark, bodies in the park !
save the bullsh-t for noah, throw em’ off the ark
watch him drown with the fishes, p-ssing off the sharks
while my girl dumpin’ swisher sweets in the f-cking ocean !
hocus pocus, stepped on m-ssachusetts roaches
after smoking 6 of those now a n-gga got his focus
chillin’ like a locust cause this tree you see is potent
and my d-ck is like a train baby
peep my locomotion
stroke ya’ like i’m al roker, playing strip poker
i predict a storm from that p-ssy when i get to chokin’
enough of that, i don’t have to brag about the s-x
i can blow my f-ckin’ breath and get the f-ckin’ p-ssy wet

[outro:]
f-cking raviolis…

- sb iv short lyrics

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