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MarsKay - deadshot Lyrics



MarsKay - deadshot Lyrics
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(Slam)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
F*ck these hoes, I'm tryna' get cake up
If you pass me the ball, Imma' lay up
F*ck this hoe, she ain't nun' but a lay up
100 round drum, nigga get sprayed up
And you know the whole gang keep the K' tucked
Nigga run up, nigga get done up
Smoking gas, getting high 'til the sun up
Talking shit, tell that pussy nigga run up
2 guns on me nigga, like Deadshot
Nigga run on me, catch a headshot
F*ck ya' hoe nigga, yea make ha' legs lock
I was down bad, Ian' have no guap
Bullets hit 'em, yea they go through robots
I ain't human nigga, imma' robot
Took that nigga soul 'cause he talk alot
AR spit flame, yea it talk alot
Back then, these hoes ain't show love
Now these hoes just wanna' f*ck
I- I done ran that money up, now these hoes wan' see wassup'
Way back then, I was a dub
Now these hoes showing fake love
These niggas showing fake love
Swear to god, can't fall in love
Yea' im too high, I'm on all types of drugs
I'm losing my mind nigga, like I'm 'Faygo
I'm pouring lean inside of the faygo
Nigga run up, turn 'em to playdoh
AR got kick, it go insane hoe
She givin' neck, she go insane tho
She wit' the gang 'cause she said you a lame mo
Stay down 'til you come up nigga, that's how the game go
I'm going up bitch, escalator
Getting that bag, can't wait 'til it's later
She want attention, I told that bitch "later"
Rockin' all black, like I'm Dark Vader
Bro got a green bean, yea' the laser
Guns like the military, Ion' use tasers
Said I broke yo' heart, I was doing you a favor
Now that I'm up, it's all types of favors, yea'
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English

(Slam)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Uh
F*ck these hoes, I'm tryna' get cake up
If you pass me the ball, Imma' lay up
F*ck this hoe, she ain't nun' but a lay up
100 round drum, nigga get sprayed up
And you know the whole gang keep the K' tucked
Nigga run up, nigga get done up
Smoking gas, getting high 'til the sun up
Talking shit, tell that pussy nigga run up
2 guns on me nigga, like Deadshot
Nigga run on me, catch a headshot
F*ck ya' hoe nigga, yea make ha' legs lock
I was down bad, Ian' have no guap
Bullets hit 'em, yea they go through robots
I ain't human nigga, imma' robot
Took that nigga soul 'cause he talk alot
AR spit flame, yea it talk alot
Back then, these hoes ain't show love
Now these hoes just wanna' f*ck
I- I done ran that money up, now these hoes wan' see wassup'
Way back then, I was a dub
Now these hoes showing fake love
These niggas showing fake love
Swear to god, can't fall in love
Yea' im too high, I'm on all types of drugs
I'm losing my mind nigga, like I'm 'Faygo
I'm pouring lean inside of the faygo
Nigga run up, turn 'em to playdoh
AR got kick, it go insane hoe
She givin' neck, she go insane tho
She wit' the gang 'cause she said you a lame mo
Stay down 'til you come up nigga, that's how the game go
I'm going up bitch, escalator
Getting that bag, can't wait 'til it's later
She want attention, I told that bitch "later"
Rockin' all black, like I'm Dark Vader
Bro got a green bean, yea' the laser
Guns like the military, Ion' use tasers
Said I broke yo' heart, I was doing you a favor
Now that I'm up, it's all types of favors, yea'
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Writer: Marshaun Matthews
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: MarsKay
Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Marshaun Matthews

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