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bark hond

LYRICS 

Oh why
Do you wanna fly away
Up in the sky like some birds
You and i we could fly away, on cloud 9
Do you wanna fly away
Up in the sky like some birds today
You and i we could fly away, on cloud 9
Up in the sky like some birds
Up in the sky like some birds
Girl you're a ufo
Cause the love i have for you is out of this world
This world
This world world
This world
This world world
This world
This world world
Enough of old ways
I'll show you my way
Do you things, i'll
Lay you there and
Play with it like a 90s dj
On set imma be your doc dre
I swear you'll fade and i'll follow
Like juice wrld i see shadows
You should have stayed (You should have stayed)
I lost my sane (I lost my sane)
The mintue you ran away (The mintue you ran away)
I'm off that bombay (I'm off that bombay)
I'm not okay (I'm not okay)
I'm dissarayed (I'm dissarayed)
And if I may take my life, i'll fade to grey

alone, i break

ALONE, I BREAK

beetboggz

Produced by PatricKxxLee 🖤

LYRICS 

It’s my birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
Fuck me in the worst way 
The worst way 
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way

It’s my birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
Fuck me in the worst way 
The worst way 
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way

Let my drip drip drip 
On her lip lip lip
Drive her like this stick shift shit 
Took all her lipstick shit 

Dat bitch don’t come with no drama no 
Can’t bite my style like piranha hoe 
Do I know her well I kinda know 
My dick familiar with her throat 

Ask a bad bitch if she widdit doe 
Fuck with me now is that status quo 
I think I might be the baddest hoe 
Maybe my bitch a lil badder oh 

I might finesse till my 50’s damn 
None of these hoes ever trick me damn 
Im a dog beating that kitty damn 
Only call her when I’m litty damn

It’s my birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
Fuck me in the worst way 
The worst way 
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way

It’s my birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
My birthday
Fuck me in the worst way 
The worst way 
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way
The worst way

Birthday Cake

How Many Times Have You Been Here?<333

EX-PLORING

Ex-Ploring (Ft. Vvsyoucantell) [Prod.Eskryy]

[Intro]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Hook]
Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[Willy Cardiac: Intro]

Yea I smoke 
Yea I got too many hoes
Niggas acting crazy 
I might just pull up and get on rogue 
Get on go
I’m on my coat 
I got fendi I got rosé
I got all the shit t these niggas flex about 
but they don’t own ey

[Willy Cardiac: Verse]

Give me a set
I might test it
Got to many foes on my phone
They tryna test
Clone me 
Calling your girl
I might smash it
Got too many hoes at my home
I might pass it ey

Pull up crazy
I got 80 000
On my line 
And I’m high as bitch ey

Alcoholic 
When I sip on henny 
Man I don’t give a fuck about shit

2 glocks
Nigga get gunned down 
2 many calls on my line
I might sign out
Got like 83 now
Vivian west
Got like 2 hawks
Give me your best 
Supreme nigga 
You ain’t getting no rest 
I ain’t got to pay a hoe
For my Vivian west

Got like 2 glocks
2 glocks
Nigga you gone die
You been talking shit 
Get gunned down

(Breath x2)

[Hook]

Count my v.i.p (uh)
Freestyle for your bitch
She said she sucking 
Give me neck (uh)
I need hella blunts
Count so much money
Hurt my thumbs (uh)
Timmy Turners always wishing
That a nigga flop (uh)
Smoking gas, I pull it
Bitch I do pull out
No sons (ey)

She got ass like Vivian 
I fucked in the woods (ey)
Now she call my phone
I told her “bitch I’m already booked”
She got ass like give me give me
Give me hella goods (ey)
Pull up to hood (ey)

[The Big Hash: Verse]
Told that bitch she stand no chance of hopping on my cock,
Every party I show up at I get unlimited stock,
Let a thottie give me head
I never let her know my thoughts,
Shit gets crazy when she tells her friends I’m beating on her box.
Boys on the block,
Man, I’m hardly asleep when I’m bumping your music, I’m barely awake.
I call my dick a Lil Uzi, that pussy I punish,
Ain’t cum yet, Eternal Atake,
Play with that bitch like a flute and a basket,
I’m well aware people treat her like a snake,
Ain’t cook in the kitchen, ain’t cleaning them dishes, I just want dessert, boy I came for my cake. 
Yuh.

Young and getting rich, 
give no fucks about a bitch,
Got three stripes up on my pants,
Put my dick on her two lips.
Barely party at The Sands,
I make alternative plans,
Take the anger to the pits,
Horny hoes just wanna dance.
Talk bout the way that I feel on a beat,
I got hittas if you wanna come to my spot,
She got no teeth when suck on my meat,
Funny when she go low, 
she still giving me top,
Don’t send naked pics on my phone,
I delete ‘em,
My girl like to peek a lot,
It gotta stop,
I keep complaining bout drama but fuck it,
Enjoying myself when I’m stirring the pot.
Lick it off her like jelly tots
Maybe do it in a parking lot,
I don’t give two fucks, 
Leave purple spots,
Shawty get too lit,
While I drink my water,
She take three more shots.
Smoking gas as loud like smelly socks,
Get her in a trance,
Cue my music, she give up her twat.

[The Big Hash: Outro]
If you hating, suck my dick,
Showing love, come take a pick,
Hoes think I’m a pompous prick,
Coz I won’t give them my stick,
I wear stripes, I don’t rock ticks,
Ain’t tell no lie, just check my kicks,

MANIAC LULLABY ft. THE BIG HASH (prod. CXCAINE)

Wait wait wait- wait wait - wait

Shoot the stars with big ass guns that’s a Kim  

K

They didn’t wana let but he force it I’m thinking

Which way 

Do I begin to let this fucking clip spray 

Coldest cut like sensei

Been working I ain’t even seen endgame 

Digits on my cell been multiplying cause my membrane ,

These counterfeits ain’t got the soul to walk it they got leg sprains 

I use my Kevin hart now Lemmie explain 

And judging from my cover make you wana see the next page 

I’m something out this world and I keep killing till my next name

I picture my accomplishments and focus on the next frame 

Got 20 20 vision i don’t miss I only maintain 

I leave these niggas hacked but they don’t mind cause they sip champagne 

The only reason niggas won cause I was my own cage 

Got done with all my demons now I’m going on a rampage 

Guillotine with the campaign 

Now I chill in the bat cave 

But ain’t bat man no I’m Harley Quinn’s other half ay 

Half man half you’d love know but don’t know my damn name 

Inhabit a vessel my missile when I’m on that stage 

The nigger in me wants to have chains till my back ache 

The spirit of thee wants to relate to your bad days 

Now look where we be, duality how do we manage 

If god killed the devil we would no longer need his bandage 

It go hand in hand no good and bad to a savage 

There no up or down when we all float , where’s the rabbit 

It get really cold when you get down to the brad Pitt 

They blowing each other no fight club how romantic 

 I never fit in or it’s fuck em all fuck semantics

When you realized you shoulda routed it be tragic 

You stuck in one place and I’m a motor bike in traffic 

Damn Mann I won’t mentioned it 

Listen bro 

See I’m all about give and go 

I’m here to be of service they just scared cause they really know 

They wana like my shit but they just can’t I’m like really bro ? 

How long can you pretend I’m not the best man the city know 

There I said it and don’t regret it no more milk in the kitty bowl let these pussy starve and never beef em no pity roll

Damn I Didn't even want the clout but I got more than I ever show 

More than a kettle I’m overflowing boiling the cattle and snakes never rattle I’m playing chess , waiting for battle 

They waiting for hooks 

And ain’t no such thing as unread books 

Cluster fucks I fuck them up they shook 

Scared to look , the scared I’m bouta to cook 

Next to non , I am the one I took 

Control of the power the man of the hour the god head , dealer of death I put that on Seth no nonsense 

Pay me respect 

I’m paying my debts 

My prospect 

Flyer than jets 

I’m back at the vet 

My content 

Sick as a dog 

I need me a vlog 

Believe this 

Get what I want 

From selling these bars you seen this 

I fit the role of bringing it home 

My screen test 

Since I was born what you looking for , you been blessed 


I make the money minaj

I got my eyes on the prize 

Hard nigga I drive 

Pit crawl punk life 


I do magic he a muggle 

Sorry had to pop your bubble 

Nigga sweet he a truffle 

Bitch I’m mean I might cut you

SHOOK ONES FREESTYLE #OPM2 #RIPAJ

[Hook 1]
Pull with a Blicky
I might just go up and test ya
Got 200k nigga
I might pull with a check
Niggas copped some ice
Boy you could’ve bought a feature
I just spent 200/400 
I copped a Tesla 
X2

[Verse 1]
Fuck yah
Pull up with some dumb sluts
I just fucked your bitch
And told that bitch I do not love her 
Now she call my phone 
like Daddy let me give you love 
I don’t need you bitch
I don’t need your stupid love

I don’t fuck these bitches
These bitches they fuck me
I just copped a crib
Now I’m moving lowkey 
Pull up with a four
Might just hit you In your knees
Niggas talking crazy
I might leave you with no teeth 

[Bridge]
Ya ya ey
Bitch ya ya ey
Ya ya ey
Bitch ya ya ey
Ya ya ey
Bitch ya ya ey
Ya ya ey
*cough* fuck !

[Hook 2]
Pull with a Blicky
I might just go up and test ya
Got 200k nigga
I might pull with a check
Niggas copped some ice
Boy you could’ve bought a feature
I just spent 200/400 
I copped a Tesla 
X2

[Verse 2]
Dip shit
Now you talking lit bitch
Hit you in your legs 
Now you walking with a limp bitch

Acting crazy uh yuh
Acting crazy ey 
Ay go crazy uh yuh
Ay go crazy ey

Burberry scotch
All on my chest
I pull up with a choppa
Hit you in the neck 
Hit you till you feel like
We’re in the old west 
Pull up Glock shit
I’m gonna test

I can not fuck with these bitches
They know
They know young been popping it off

Cardiac arrest
Went to jail
They like “oh”
Pull up with Glock shit
Now they really know 

[Bridge 2]
Wait yuh
Ey bitch ya ya
Ya ya ey bitch
Ya ya ey
Ya ya ey bitch
Ya ya ey
Ya ya ey
Woah woah 

[Hook 3]
Pull with a Blicky
I might just go up and test ya
Got 200k nigga
I might pull with a check
Niggas copped some ice
Boy you could’ve bought a feature
I just spent 200/400 
I copped a Tesla 
X2

lyrics by willys clone aka mr i love ass

Blicky

BLICKY (prod. UGLY TREMAINE)

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Why you sleeping on me? 
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