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Makka Pakka
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Blow my trumpet like I'm makka pakka
I be puffing pain away with my pacha mama
Neck connected with a blade, let's just cause the trauma
You wanna take the chance I gave, but you not a rapper
New money new hoes that's a new life
I be fucking on this shawty she might be my wife
See him seizing on the floor asking if he's alive
You best believe your neck get cut up with fucking knives
I'm pumping out these singles, man fuck a shitty job
She goin eat me up like lunch time, slob on my knob
After taking xannies I'm in pain my body throbs
Pussy flexing all his money shit I'm gonna rob
Bitch I'm in the zone
Hit you in your dome
You a fucking red neck
Shawty give me better head
I get there bare checks
All my money blue
I'll just walk up at the function steady huffing glue
Iggle piggle makka pakka an iconic duo
They want my money I ask my bitch "who the fuck do I owe?"
Always good to fly high, never safe to go low
We just jumping on your team like a fucking pogo
If you mess up in the pen this shit is goin' get muddy
He's a good man but he's not my fucking buddy
I wore a black shirt, 'cause this shit gets bloody
He done crashed hard, fuck man he got unlucky
In a world of their own distance
I just went and caught his missus
And in the case that you had missed it
Check her ass 'cause there I hit it
And her V is where I bit it
People get out of my business
Unaligned Pseudo strabismus
And they know that I mean bidness
I mean bidness and she know no better
Eighty eight degrees and they know that I'll still wear my sweater
Dizzy off the helium lighter then a feather
Shit be flying in the air score that bitch just like a header
And they think that I'll stop
Nothing ever stops the clock
While I fly I watch him drop
We gone circle round your block
And the team fly like a flock
And we do it for the thrill
We just junkies popping pills
Percocets are on my bills
And the team is in the hills
Blow my trumpet like I'm makka pakka
I be puffing pain away with my pacha mama
Neck connected with a blade, let's just cause the trauma
You wanna take the chance I gave, but you not a rapper
I'm addicted to this drug
Shawty bringing out the bud
Pussy squished up like a bug
Cook the dough up in a mug
It ain't your birthday bitch I ain't get you shit
Man is in the ditch
Come and suck this dick
Come and fuck this dick
I ain't switching teams
Popping hella beans
While I'm shooting beams
I be fucking up some Lean
But I'm in a magazine
Load the clip, a magazine
Light the herb like gasoline
I be off promethazine
I am off a dose of wock
After ket' I cannot walk
Pussy boys just like the talk
Hit him once I popped his jaw
Hit him once I popped his jaw
Hit him with this mother fucking caliber
You ain't on my calendar
I'll fuck up this whole thing like I'm a massacre
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