It's Over (feat. Ronjohn05) [feat. Ronjohn05]
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Im getting in the song and water, pull all on yo back till you bought her Its gon break your back out bitch I got the oil on you fucking asshole, goddamn I got the sticky note, im sticking it up on the damn wall Bitch, she tryna fucking suck on my goddamn balls I gotta get John up on that bitch Cause if I dont, the shit gon be trash with just me on it Cause i ain't got no skill, ain't got no kills Ain't got no kills on the leaderboard Just kidding i killed the president Ain't shit like that, goddamn i made it You can call my ass John Wilkes Booth Goddamn, i got the sniper shooting everybody in the head Got the wheel, running over dead Im in the table putting jelly on my bread I got the shit like ima fucking die In the mailbox bitch Im getting my mail, go to hell Shit on my damn asshole, till i walk it out Until i clean it with my dick and my damn nuts Fart in my damn asshole, fart in my damn asshole Gettin wet farts Make sure that you get back, when i give you dick Im tryna blast on that bitch asshole like that I wanna quit, talking bout the shit What you want to do? Blastin' with me till i go to jail Blastin' with me till i go to hell My favortie thing to do is murder I pull up with the gun, or with the knife Either way your not gonna survive Cause ima kill you, and whoever the f*ck else is around You think you all about the gang? I think you lame, this shit ain't a game Cause the big Ron pull up with the strap And murder you and your cat Take on your bitch and f*ck her ass I dont give a shit Im about that Pull up in the math class And fucking wip up with the M1911 They ask me whats 4 + 4? I said your gonna die you stupid whore No cap, i pull up in the school, im a fucking killer I dont play around with you I ain't no fool, i pull up on the school And shoot you down That is where you go, you down there You look down every suppose to stay down the bitch You finna suck on my dong Im taking this shit, rubbin on ya forehead You finna get cum all in your hair Man you gotta comb that shit out Save it for later in your little capsule You draggin them in, your trappin up dat man, man You tracking up the shit like you Is apart of the depository keeping men On the shit like that you raising hens But i got to keep it real with you bae I ain't even got the shit it going on I got the Reverb and the EQ on the like that I fix that shit right quick, man im going real fast Eating all the Twinkies in the damn world But i wish i could be eating yo the goddamn pussy bitch, damn
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Written by: John Holliday, Robby Holliday
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