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  • Текст песни Earl Sweat Shirt - Drop

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    [Intro]
    I know everyone has their own fuckin' version of this
    But no one did it, justice so.. here we go, uh

    [Verse 1]
    Tell your bitch to stop complainin' 'bout her achey tits
    Her body is a temple, I don't give a fuck, I'm atheist
    Make me stop, make me bitch, she mad because I taped the shit
    And sent the tape to Ace and Taco helps him fuckin' 'bate to it
    Master, master, pretty bitch bash a black and white bitch
    Mixed like she moo and chew grass or somethin'
    I like the shit, I guess I kinda like my bitch
    If she wasn't a dyke motorcyclist with Tyson lisp
    Wolf Gang on that drive without a license shit
    On that take Shake and Meka necks and fuckin' slice them shits
    Oh how nice, now you wanna say you like the shit
    Because you bruised up, your neck sliced, and I ain't icin' shit
    Show me a rapper my age that say he nice as this
    And I'll show you a faggot that says he hate Barbara Streisand's looks
    Huh, me and Berman swervin' in the jeep
    But I'm a nice guy in person, but a pervert in the sheets
    And I'm magic with the words, murder Merlin over beats
    Make the competition kiss the fuckin' curb and then they weep
    And then they drop, ha-ha.. drop, bitch
    Drop, drop, drop (Drop, bitch)

    [Verse 2]
    Yo, the lambs get silenced and the fans get violent
    Droppin' live grimey like the hands of Odd Tyler's
    Fuckin' Awesome arsenal of wolves in the pack I travel in
    The battle ram, rammin' 'em, rats get to tattlin'
    Lynn swingin' axes at you antonyms and savages
    And prayin' that it damages, your hobby's what my passion is
    Fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
    Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
    I said, fuck that faggot shit, my niggas on that savage shit
    Fuckin' the game and shovin' daggers through the ass of it
    Movin' on to a Jessica, plannin' to make a mess of her
    After a couple drinks and a session of anal sex with her
    Like hey there intestines, my cock is erect next to ya
    We the shit, like what you make, them niggas still ain't fresh as us

    [Outro]
    Eat a dick, bitch!

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