t marl3y devil after me şarkı sözleri

One, two, three, the devil's after me Four, five, six, he's always throwing sticks Cold sweats got me waking up, shaking up Middle fingers up, f*ck these niggas cause they fake as f*ck Know I do, I don't give a f*ck Probably never will, bitch Come and pop that pussy for me While I pop a pill Drill a bitch out until her pussy start throbbing Eat it from the back, I'm a motherfucking goblin Phone on mute, I don't even got the time Bitches M.O.B., money over bitches Every line, do a line Then I'ma dive in head first Make a bitch suck dick until her head start to hurt Ain't nothing like the rest You gon' have to put in work from the dirt I ain't Rose, genius I suppose Figure four a bitch and then come all in her nose Bitch, come and bop them clothes Let a nigga feel something I'm rude and nasty, less ace made me Turn into a monster, so it ain't no saving F*ck around and lose your whole fam trying to play me Sky like slavery, sicker than Madison Beat you to the dogs, yeah, bitch, I know I'm handsome Wolf in sheep's clothes, from heaven I arose Hell, I suppose, mmm, who the hell knows I just know my heart froze, put my words on ice Motherfucker, I'm nice, lights disconnected Had to flip the switches, that's the only way these silly motherfuckers gon' get it How ironic, I'm iconic, what, you shocked and surprised Sit your stupid ass down, motherfucker, wait in line Told my niggas that I'm on one Don't start, bitch, I tried to tell you once I am not a rapper, I'm an artist, make me paint the city Red Me & gang, get retarded, make me make you make your news Have 'em looking for the Zodiac Take the body with us, chop it up and keep the heart Psycho, American, real heartthrob, ain't it evident Motherfucker, evidence, crime scene investigators We can kill them all and if the feds listening then mother f*ck em too Silly ass nigga, this the motherfuckin' zoo Where it's kill or be killed Show me something real, I ain't in the shit for nothin Pussy nigga, what's the deal? Where the work? Get the hoes, bust da block down, nigga Rock out with my motherfuckin' cock out, killer Real west side nigga, bitch, I'm off of my rockers Shout out to them niggas who was shootin' at them coppers Talkin' real slick, loony gang, spin a block, boomerang Do the damn thing every single time If it ain't about the money, GET THE F*CK UP OFF MY LINE Bitche its M.O.B., money over bitches every there in line Psh
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