Cubano
Marty Mclout
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(Yuh, aye aye aye, yuh, aye, aye, aye, aye) (Ayo it's BlueBoiii on the track, you know this shit goes hard) (Yuh, yuh) (Marty Mclout) (Yuh, yuh, yuh) I only smoke Cubano, yeah That's the hardest shit that I know, yeah No, i don't need no tobacco, yeah Slice you up like Yoshimitsu, yeah Bitch, f*ck a ho, I'm good alone, yeah F*ck a label, Imma do it solo, yeah You heard shit like this? I don't think so. yeah Why you hunched over? Quasimodo Like Quasimodo Yuh, yuh Trust me, you don't wanna fight (Knock you the f*ck out!) Catch me outside, it's eleven at night, bruh Devil May Cry I swear i can see the fear in your eyes, bitch do not lie (Don't fuckin' lie to me!) Yo' ho never been with a nigga this fly Every time you f*ck her, yeah, that shit's dry Yeah, yeah Switchin' it Your playlist was wack, now I'm twisting it up (That shit was trash!) Codeine and sprite, yeah, I'm mixin' it, yeah If you ain't here then you missin' it Yuh, yuh, yuh You missin' it If you ain't here then you missin' it (Bitch!) (Marty Mclout) (Ayo It's BlueBoiii on the track, you know this shit goes hard) (What?) Yeah I'm back in this bitch, yeah i started it so i gotta finish it You know I only need Cubano, don't pass me no mother fucking cigarette (That shit's disgusting!) Feel like i ran past the finish line, and i know you wasn't expecting it Now you gotta admit that it That it caught you off-guard, go 'head act like you wasn't feelin' it (Bitch!) You know I made it, with no regard of how you feelin' me So go ahead, yeah go ahead (yeah go ahead, yeah go ahead, yeah go ahead, yeah go ahead) (Marty Mclout) (Pepare for launch in 3, 2 ,1) Yeah, go 'head and talk that shit Go 'head and talk that shit bitch Better shut up before i empty my rifle clip (Blaow!) Swear I'm not a force to be fucked with Shoot up your head like I'm in the army Good luck trynna stop me (Do it!) Good luck sayin' I'm a copy If you gon' critique me at least make it make sense Like this shit don't make no sense Jus' texted yo' bitch and she said She thinkin' 'bout layin' in my bed She thinkin' 'bout layin' in my bed She thinkin' 'bout layin' in my bed Jus' texted yo' bitch and she said I only smoke Cubano, yeah That's the hardest shit that I know, yeah No, i don't need no tobacco, yeah Slice you up like Yoshimitsu, yeah I only smoke Cubano, yeah That's the hardest shit that I know, yeah No, i don't need no tobacco, yeah Slice you up like Yoshimitsu (Yeah, yeah)
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