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Okword33 - BBLR Lyrics



Okword33 - BBLR Lyrics




Straight outta the bottom
The resin falls off my dirty lungs.
A Purdy moss
Bust through the sickest of odds
No visible site of any escape through This route there must be a light,
But we're dumbing it down
Dumbing it down for y'all
All of y'all run along
Go ahead and tell everyone
Pitiful, life, cynical, mind
Working together, like cold and ice
Close my eyes til the sun goes down
Rolled dice let chance decide
What better placed then the city of Lights dimming the ceiling on God
Bring me Allah bring me your son
Bring me the cross let's turn this shit Up
F*ck yall I got the dolimite
And u know that mold on rice
Stakes r high and so am I
I act like I dnt got it even tho I got it
Back in the trap thought never leave
My roots run too deep
My seed'll branch off of this beat
My feet are planted onto these streets
Las Vegas Blvd. undercover God
With a rack with a rack
Tucked up in my sock
I got more lines then a kilo of dope
More heart
When my backs up against the ropes
Can't shoot me down
My high unicorn
I ain't taking no breaks.
I'm shining bright all mf day.. ur girls Blind because she couldn't look away
That's for real

Sex drive supplied by the war chief
Bitches with their titties out like Voorhees
Ah ah ah ah ....soakin
Pussy so wet,
Cause flash flood warnings Beastmode status
Bite that pillow rip that mattress
Deep deeper perfect practice
Bite that flame and embrace that Passion scream, baby scream, baby, Let that banshee out tonight
Your lusting for that vanity
And I consume ur appetite.
Eyes roll back hot candlewax
Tryin to go deep like spinal tap
Manipulation to your mind goes Black
What you know about that?
Show goes on no clothes on
Pussy so wet got my
Goggles on/raincoat on
And I don't go soft.
Stay hard like rock.
I'll kick it to your rhythm
To your pulse rate drops
No strings horny soaking moaning
Choking me more please where do You think when you go more rounds?
Face down ass up
Come on Barbie, let's go party/
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Straight outta the bottom
The resin falls off my dirty lungs.
A Purdy moss
Bust through the sickest of odds
No visible site of any escape through This route there must be a light,
But we're dumbing it down
Dumbing it down for y'all
All of y'all run along
Go ahead and tell everyone
Pitiful, life, cynical, mind
Working together, like cold and ice
Close my eyes til the sun goes down
Rolled dice let chance decide
What better placed then the city of Lights dimming the ceiling on God
Bring me Allah bring me your son
Bring me the cross let's turn this shit Up
F*ck yall I got the dolimite
And u know that mold on rice
Stakes r high and so am I
I act like I dnt got it even tho I got it
Back in the trap thought never leave
My roots run too deep
My seed'll branch off of this beat
My feet are planted onto these streets
Las Vegas Blvd. undercover God
With a rack with a rack
Tucked up in my sock
I got more lines then a kilo of dope
More heart
When my backs up against the ropes
Can't shoot me down
My high unicorn
I ain't taking no breaks.
I'm shining bright all mf day.. ur girls Blind because she couldn't look away
That's for real

Sex drive supplied by the war chief
Bitches with their titties out like Voorhees
Ah ah ah ah ....soakin
Pussy so wet,
Cause flash flood warnings Beastmode status
Bite that pillow rip that mattress
Deep deeper perfect practice
Bite that flame and embrace that Passion scream, baby scream, baby, Let that banshee out tonight
Your lusting for that vanity
And I consume ur appetite.
Eyes roll back hot candlewax
Tryin to go deep like spinal tap
Manipulation to your mind goes Black
What you know about that?
Show goes on no clothes on
Pussy so wet got my
Goggles on/raincoat on
And I don't go soft.
Stay hard like rock.
I'll kick it to your rhythm
To your pulse rate drops
No strings horny soaking moaning
Choking me more please where do You think when you go more rounds?
Face down ass up
Come on Barbie, let's go party/
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Writer: Martin Csanyi, Henry Snyder
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 4:00
Written by: Martin Csanyi, Henry Snyder

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