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lirik lagu cookin – screwstache

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[intro]
i know jaedon made this sh*t bro
haha

[chrous: screwstache]
wake up, brush my t**th, take a sh*t, i get to cookin’
i’ma go and make a hit, get these b*tches lookin’
when i see an opp, p*ssy boy better get to bookin’
’cause these 5’5″ 6’s, they gon’ lead this b*tch f*ckin’ shookin’

[verse 1: screwstache]
b*tch to the team, she gettin’ f*cked by a couple guys
p*ssy boy ran up, then i made his ass paralyzed
i can make a b*tch n*gga fold with my f*ckin’ eyes
i ain’t even tryna be a g, i’m just with my guys
you know i always keep it g, don’t be tellin’ lies
n*ggas play with me, i grease ’em up and throw ’em, rip the fries
gon’ light ’em up until that motherf*ckin’ p*ssy die
put ’em on a t*shirt, got his f*ckin’ granny cryin’
stupid mothaf*cka, should’ve never stepped up out of line
n*gga thought he knew what i was on, i’m on demon time
n*ggas, they yappin’, they talkin’ about me
p*ssy boy want smoke, so i’m grabbin’ a shotty
aimed it at his chest and shot ’em
all of my n*ggas, they real, they got me
all of my n*ggas, they real try me
all you n*ggas, you fake, you copies
[verse 2: yungskarz]
yeah, screw in the back with a .40
tryna [?] a n*gga like a [?] (uh)
i’ma just [?] for the glock with a d*ck, my n*gga no h0m*
we smokin’ yo’ pack, we smokin’ yo’ pack, now i’m in the ozone (pack)
mass suicide like jack, i’m finna get your body like toko (yeah)
i wake up, brush my t**th, get to cookin’, b*tch, that’s everyday (yeah)
got this sh*t on lock while ballin’, gettin’ blue, that’s either way
she like bruce, i broke her back, in her existence, i’m the bane
on the real, i can’t stand these n*ggas, i might need a cane (nah)
matter fact, i can’t stand these n*ggas might need a crutch (b*tch)
on the golden rings, now they think i got the mightest touch
steal my swag it’s to my foot, but you still can’t be one of us (never!)
took off on that freeway, speedin’ n*ggas, askin’, “what’s the rush?” (skrrr!)
headless horseman, i had to tell that b*tch i need my head
was either me or him, and i can’t let my mama see me dead
dr. mario, lately, i’ve been tweakin’ up the meds
my shooter do that sh*t, he pull up, that’s a whole lotta red (bow)

[bridge: screwstache]
choke a motherf*cker, leave him purple like pierre bourne
if you believe in god, when i k!ll him, he’ll be airborne
b*tch, i’m like a virus, when i attack, b*tch, i’m airborne
smoke that n*gga pack, yeah, he louder than some air h*rns

[chrous: screwstache]
wake up, brush my t**th, take a sh*t, i get to cookin’
i’ma go and make a hit, get these b*tches lookin’
when i see an opp, p*ssy boy better get to bookin’
’cause these 5’5″ 6’s, they gon’ lead this b*tch f*ckin’ shookin’
b*tch to the team, she gettin’ f*cked by a couple guys
p*ssy boy ran up, then i made his ass paralyzed
i know that he p*ssy, he can look me in my f*ckin’ eyes
he gon’ get to prayin’ when i pull up with that f*ckin’ five

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