Correction Lyrics Ain’t No Savior by Ouija Macc

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"Every f**kin' night, these god damn mother f**kers."
"Oh lord no"
"God damn it. I'm tellin' ya, every night, I'm tellin' ya"
"I know. I know. I hear ya, every night."
"It's god damn three o' clock in the f**kin' mornin'."
"I know, yes, oh lord. You better-"
"God damn it. They're so f**kin' loud, these god damn kids"
"I know, Hank. Hank, you just gotta calm down"
"Oh, this mother f**ker. I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind. I'll bang on this god damn wall all f**kin' night. God damn dirt bag."

Hold up, are these mother f**kers bangin' on the wall?
Devereaux
(Turn that sh*t down!)
Oh god (b*t*h, b*t*h)

Crank this sh*t the f**k up and say f**k the neighbors (f**k the neighbors)
Ain't no God above us ain't no f**king savior (f**k the savior)
Sipping cotton candy, that's my favorite flavor (Sippin' sippin')
Crank this sh*t the f**k up and say f**k the neighbors (f**k the neighbors)
Crank this sh*t the f**k up and say f**k the neighbors (f**k 'em, f**k 'em)
Sipping cotton candy, that's my favorite flavor (Sippin' sippin')
Ain't no God above us ain't no f**king savior (Hell naw)
Crank this sh*t the f**k up and say f**k the neighbors (f**k the neighbors)

Car bumping on the lawn like the neighbors gone
I don't give a motherf**k, b*t*h, I'm really on
Silly ho give me dome with the silicone
In the zone whippin' poems headed to the throne
Pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?
Short sh*t but you best believe my money long
full of mother f**kers saying "listen to my song"
f**k your song, homie, go and get your hustle on
'Member no one listen to me like I had a muzzle on
Bad b*t*h and she twerking in a Ouija thong
Toot Toot watch the pimp train chug along
Haters mad as f**k 'cause thuggalos going helly strong

"All this b*t*h ass, nosey ass, peeking in the window ass, what are they doing in their ass, jealous ass, ain't doing sh*t ass mother f**kers make them listen to this sh*t"

Pour that red pop let the bass knock
Crank that motherf**king volume up until the neighbors head pop
Got it locked, got it f**king dreadlocked, huh
Let it bop, let your f**kin' head rock
We ain't gon' stop like the ops said stop
f**k the ops we ain't never gon' give them hoes what they want
Headshot right through a donut and kill a cop
Headshot right through the window and kill your Pops
I don't want pop 'less the top got shock
Ops tried to drop, what they drop went flop
I don't want pop 'less the top got shock
Ops tried to drop, what they drop went flop
Psychosomatic addict, insane, I'm a panic manic
My brain, it got damage, but boy I think I can manage
Hold up, my sauce up, watch me boss up while you [?]
b*t*h ass neighbors gon' have to call the f**kin' cops up
Awestruck, mouth open like they f**kin' jaw stuck
Old heads they don't hate me, they just they washed up
All this money doggy, I'ma fill my paws up
Got they ears bleeding, and I'm schemin' while they' gauzed up

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