Corrección Letra HIM JONG-UN par Robb Bank$

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Mwah

Happy hour, sending shots
Infrared, b*t*h, connect the dots
Machine gun on me, Megan Fox
Smack a n***a, I'm Loaded Lux
Mob ties, never wore no tux
Slap 50, I should slow your bucks
Mary-Kate, better throw that up
When I look in her eyes, I can tell she can f**k
Yeah, choppa sing 4 ways like Jodeci
Baby, get a load of me
I mean ya to open your mouth, take a load of me
I'm slippery, they can't get ahold of me
Everything I do is hot, they blow on me
I take the mask off, you know it's me
Yeah, Fem, dem (Phew)
N***a, I'm him (Mwah)
I had to shoot that n***a, he was talkin
I was Money Mitch, and they don't get pay nothin
Feelin like X, all the money got longer
And I'd be like Rico, but I ain't lose the Verzuz (SSET)
F**kin on your b*t*h until that hoe love me
Hit from the back cause her face kinda ugly
You shot and you missed, n***a, no, you a flunky
This sh*t get disgruntled, you play with my money (Mwah)
Lauderdale zone, I'm bad to the bone
Smokin on Al Capones, feeling like Al Capone
Make your b*t*h gimme dome, yeah, she swallow it whole
Got her suckin out each and every chromosome
I had to f**k with n***as I knew was hoes
I had the blitz whenever n***as froze
I had to wife b*t*hes I knew was hoes
Had to get in my pose, yeah, run it back home
Fem, dem
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, dem, yeah
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, dem, yeah
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, yeah
Mwah, mwah, mwah, n***a, I'm him
Check my energy
Yeah, should have named me Himothy
B*t*h, is you gettin' me?
I refer as him, b*t*h, but I'm still talkin me
Yeah, I'm the big him, with the tool (Yeah)
Bad b*t*h by the pool (Yeah)
Dictate how they do it (Yeah)
B*t*h, I feel like Him Jong-Un

Any n***a want some, b*t*h, they can get some
I put a gun in your hand, better kill somethin'
I take the condom off, I need to feel somethin'
Put a hit on you if a n***a catch somethin' (Yeah)
I'm drinking Actavis, you drinking Delsym
Got a whole pint, but I still ain't sell none
I'll 69 with these hoes, but I don't tell nothin'
FLA n***a, still Imma drill somethin'
Aye, since 2, since 4, since 8, since 16, grew up a real one
These n***as cap, I'll peel somethin'
If I get caught, I'll appeal somethin'
N***as rats, they tell somethin'
I'm the horseman, with the head off
I'm slidin' Tesla, but no Musk
With the doors up, letting lead off (Mwah)
Devilman, cry 'bout it
Kill 'bout it
Lie 'bout it
Charge up, alive 'bout it
Shoot my .5 'bout it
Killin em dead, make sure that they die 'bout it
Audemar, Rolex, still ain't got time for it
I got a .45 on me, gunnin'
Bodies on all of us, b*t*h, we thuggin'
I got a blonde b*t*h I met in London
She super bad, stole your boo, McLovin (N***a, I'm-)
Big thuggin', wrist bussin'
Fist bussin', neck bussin'
F**kin on your b*t*h from the front, got her bustin'
Stuck two fingers in her, she turn to a fountain
I let her climb on that d**k like a mountain
She said she scared of the heights, but she ride it
She said "I'm proud of you," b*t*h, why you lying?
F**ked you and your friend, I had to choose violence
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Yeah
Fem, dem
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, dem, yeah
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, dem, yeah
N***a, I'm him
Yeah, Fem, yeah
Mwah, mwah, mwah, n***a, I'm him
Check my energy
Yeah, should have named me Himothy
B*t*h, is you gettin' me?
I refer as him, but I'm still talkin me
Yeah, I'm the big him, with the tool (Yeah)
Bad b*t*h by the pool (Yeah)
Dictate how they do it (Yeah)
B*t*h, I feel like Him Jong-Un (Mwah)

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