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ROSETTA STONE Songtext

Brrup brrup
Brret brret brret
Hot like a furnace I′m spittin' I′m burnin'
I'm psycho I might put the knife to the curtain it′s certain
Workin I′m warmin' up pourin′ that double cup
Swervin I don't give a fuck ′bout a person
String em rotisserie chicken
Yo bit lick my finger 'cause she like my singing
My wrist is tectonic the size of a continent
I am determined
Baby come and hop up in this Mercedes
She a bad model bitch dressin′ like she from the 80s
I heard that yo gramama pussy is tasty
I heard that yo gramama pussy go crazy
And I still hit that shit like I'm lazy
My neckalace is icey like cryotherapy
Do-don't even talk to me you is a premature baby
Can′t even look up in my eyes I′m a a optometrist


She lookin' up at my dick I guess she a a optimist
I give my babies to all these bitches I am a communist
Bury my bone up in yo bitch I am the archaeologist
I called her a bitch she muthafuckin′ mad bitch that's a compliment
Pull up in a all black suburban-ban
Don′t be mad that I'm grindin′ I see yo pockets is hurtin'
Better better do somethin' bout that
′Cause I′m Lil Boosie wit that gat
Kick curbs to yo head den I'm skrrtin
It′s a little concernin' way i′m flirtin' with yo bitch she flirt back
Hot like a furnace I′m spittin' I'm burnin′
I′m psycho I might put the knife to the curtain it's certain
Workin I′m warmin' up pourin′ that double cup
Swervin I don't give a fuck ′bout a person
String em rotisserie chicken
Yo bit lick my finger 'cause she like my singing
My wrist is tectonic the size of a continent
I am determined

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