Correction Paroles freak par Kenny Mason

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I’m a Uchiha
I’m the new T.I. with a Bruce Lee vibe
Wearin’ blue Levi’s, wearin’ new Fila’s
Scared of you, we not worried
You screenshot, where are you?
Bury you knee-high, bury you deep like Ariel
Sweet like cereal, we fly aerial
When you keep suckin’ on me, I’ll marry you
Way you keep suckin’ on me, I’ll marry you
n***as in my clique always on hot sh*t
Walkin’ in Chevron, ain’t finna buy sh*t
Just hit a lick but the money ain’t drop yet
Got to slip sh*t ‘til it run through the process
I’ma eat the b*t*h pu**y up ‘til her eye wet
I’ma make a big booty jump from behind it
I’ma make money еvery year ‘til I die, yеa
I’ma make a ‘mil every year ‘til I di-di-di-die—

Got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give

(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak, freak, freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak, freak, freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak, mmm
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak, freak, freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak
(Give all you got to give, to give) My b*t*h a freak, freak

I’ma make a ‘mil every year ‘til I die
1-0-1-0, plus 3
That’s 5
I was sippin’ on Nehi’s, ‘bout to get tree high
Stopped doin’ beans ‘cause they stopped gettin’ me high
Been House 9 and now you can see why
Still goin’ solar, give it up sober
Kenny dropped "Hit" and it hit like a boulder
Now n***as up, yea, it’s up and over
n***as had smoke, b*t*h, it’s up and over
Sendin’ ‘em shots
Better duck, roll over
Thought it was a game ‘til I broke your controller
n***a talk sh*t, I’m a knock out his molar
Sittin’ on the porch like a Jack-o’-lantern
I was so broke it’s a joke, I ain’t laughin’
I was broke I would f**kin’ rob Santa
Comin’ in my house with no manners
Stomp the n***a out without carin’
b*t*h, I got the light with no candle
b*t*h, we catching bodies on camera
Know that you a bug with no antlers
God battin’, n***as sayin’ tennis
Jayxin still sinnin’ but he winnin’
Jayxin not a person, he a feelin’
Jayxin not a hero, he a villain

Got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give
Give all you got to give, to give

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