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Letra : KILLERS OF SHEEP
Alright let’s do it
f**k!
Yeah, it’s Frioo!
Yeah, f**k!
Huh!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
Yeah, yeah
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, like Lex
Luther on a b*t*h, I prep
T-Rex, stepping on a n***a, I flex
Blade, b*t*h, I cut these n***as necks
I strep, I stamp
n***a I strut
b*t*h reflux
Make a b*t*h gag like Punk’d
b*t*h that’s the gag, no stunk
My sh*t stink I can’t front
Slap it on a b*t*h like Slick
Back a n***a up, I’m a pimp, uh
Curvin’ on a hoe like a road
Rollin’ stick-shift
Shift it in reverse like you towed
No tellin’ who a n***a told
I’m flyin’ over these hoes like crows
n***a, you go!
Flyin’ over every hoe I done outgrowed
n***a, get up!
I meant, uh
I meant outgrew
n***a, get up!
Who the f**k you thought you knew?
Now a n***a pullin’ up like a f**kin’, yeah
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
I’m blankin’, n***a
I’m blankin’, n***a
I’m blankin’, n***a
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
I’m blankin’, n***a
Ball hard like James Harden, n***a
Jump off of the porch, you ain’t harley, n***a
Busted the ops, we ain’t arguin’, n***a
Turn’em to runts, go figure
Where’s Waldo? He bustin’ the trigger
Wait?
Y’all thought I was finished?
I pulled up, McLaren
It wasn’t even rented
Bad b*t*h with me she look like ‘Rueche, rented
Suck me real good
Bought her brand new titty
No A-cup, got her double D’d up
New Chanel, though, C’d up
Don’t look at my neck, gon’ freeze up
Hop on the beat and go crazy
Hit from the back, still won’t have her baby
Won’t stop ‘til I’m at a table with JAY Z
Landed in New York, and it’s brick
Brick on my wrist, look like a lick
I could back out in a ‘Rari or Wraith, b*t*h I’m rich
Don’t got no time for your sh*t
Won’t sign a check for less than a million
Feel like Bill Gates, tryna’ run up a billion
Off a computer, my n***as be scammin’
Get off the ‘gram with all of that cappin’
You ain’t livin’ like that
If they runnin’ your sh*t, you ain’t get sh*t back
Put money on my head
Gotta be more than a lil ass, lil ass rat
n***as know better than that
And that is a fact
f**ked on your b*t*h, and you can’t get her back
Get her hair done, ‘cause she losin’ them tracks
Skrrt!
Step on the gas, forgot I had breaks, n***a
Skrrt!
Hellcat, good with the race, n***a
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
I’m in Orlando, I’m f**kin’ her face
b*t*hes ain’t keepin’ in line with my pace
b*t*h stay be talkin’ the f**k out my face
I’m finna c*m on her face like some mace
b*t*h call me Mac ‘cause I stay on her face
She wanna try me, she gettin’ replaced
Diamonds need water, she like how I taste
Beat the sh*t down like I’m fightin’ the case
b*t*h, I’m a monster!
Uh, b*t*hes in love with my tongue (huh!)
She wanna suck on my tongue
I looked dead at that b*t*h, said “is you dumb?”
(b*t*h, is you dumb!?)
b*t*h, I am nasty, uh
I’m with your friend gettin’ nasty, uh
n***as want beef, they get nasty
I’m not lil Rico, they say Frioo Nasty
n***a not classy
sh*t’ll get rough, sh*t’ll get tough
We in your city, we callin’ your bluff
n***as get folded, I call’em a cuff
She want a freebase, her nose is so stuffy
I’m a big dog, you a puppy
They say my name ‘cause they love me
n***as want beef, it get ugly
That beef from McDonald’s, McLoving
Yeah!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
f**k!
Yeah, it’s Frioo!
Yeah, f**k!
Huh!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
Yeah, yeah
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, like Lex
Luther on a b*t*h, I prep
T-Rex, stepping on a n***a, I flex
Blade, b*t*h, I cut these n***as necks
I strep, I stamp
n***a I strut
b*t*h reflux
Make a b*t*h gag like Punk’d
b*t*h that’s the gag, no stunk
My sh*t stink I can’t front
Slap it on a b*t*h like Slick
Back a n***a up, I’m a pimp, uh
Curvin’ on a hoe like a road
Rollin’ stick-shift
Shift it in reverse like you towed
No tellin’ who a n***a told
I’m flyin’ over these hoes like crows
n***a, you go!
Flyin’ over every hoe I done outgrowed
n***a, get up!
I meant, uh
I meant outgrew
n***a, get up!
Who the f**k you thought you knew?
Now a n***a pullin’ up like a f**kin’, yeah
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k)
I’m blankin’, n***a
I’m blankin’, n***a
I’m blankin’, n***a
(f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
I’m blankin’, n***a
Ball hard like James Harden, n***a
Jump off of the porch, you ain’t harley, n***a
Busted the ops, we ain’t arguin’, n***a
Turn’em to runts, go figure
Where’s Waldo? He bustin’ the trigger
Wait?
Y’all thought I was finished?
I pulled up, McLaren
It wasn’t even rented
Bad b*t*h with me she look like ‘Rueche, rented
Suck me real good
Bought her brand new titty
No A-cup, got her double D’d up
New Chanel, though, C’d up
Don’t look at my neck, gon’ freeze up
Hop on the beat and go crazy
Hit from the back, still won’t have her baby
Won’t stop ‘til I’m at a table with JAY Z
Landed in New York, and it’s brick
Brick on my wrist, look like a lick
I could back out in a ‘Rari or Wraith, b*t*h I’m rich
Don’t got no time for your sh*t
Won’t sign a check for less than a million
Feel like Bill Gates, tryna’ run up a billion
Off a computer, my n***as be scammin’
Get off the ‘gram with all of that cappin’
You ain’t livin’ like that
If they runnin’ your sh*t, you ain’t get sh*t back
Put money on my head
Gotta be more than a lil ass, lil ass rat
n***as know better than that
And that is a fact
f**ked on your b*t*h, and you can’t get her back
Get her hair done, ‘cause she losin’ them tracks
Skrrt!
Step on the gas, forgot I had breaks, n***a
Skrrt!
Hellcat, good with the race, n***a
Yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
I’m in Orlando, I’m f**kin’ her face
b*t*hes ain’t keepin’ in line with my pace
b*t*h stay be talkin’ the f**k out my face
I’m finna c*m on her face like some mace
b*t*h call me Mac ‘cause I stay on her face
She wanna try me, she gettin’ replaced
Diamonds need water, she like how I taste
Beat the sh*t down like I’m fightin’ the case
b*t*h, I’m a monster!
Uh, b*t*hes in love with my tongue (huh!)
She wanna suck on my tongue
I looked dead at that b*t*h, said “is you dumb?”
(b*t*h, is you dumb!?)
b*t*h, I am nasty, uh
I’m with your friend gettin’ nasty, uh
n***as want beef, they get nasty
I’m not lil Rico, they say Frioo Nasty
n***a not classy
sh*t’ll get rough, sh*t’ll get tough
We in your city, we callin’ your bluff
n***as get folded, I call’em a cuff
She want a freebase, her nose is so stuffy
I’m a big dog, you a puppy
They say my name ‘cause they love me
n***as want beef, it get ugly
That beef from McDonald’s, McLoving
Yeah!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
What? What? b*t*h!
Yeah!
(f**k, f**k, f**k
f**k, f**k, f**k, f**k)
