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SyxthWxve - NOSFERATU (feat. MCDAM) (Official Audio)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Princeton Flanagan
Princeton Flanagan
Songwriter
Yohan Williams
Yohan Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
uhmnick
uhmnick
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Lyrics

Yeah, I gotta credit producers, that's part of plan I don't know, what is he saying? How can I rewrite your lyrics? The fuck is you saying? I can just smoke the pack of the black of the melanin I'ma call him, I know he not lackin' it Solving this shit like it's math, it ain't adding it I'ma go fuck on your bitch for the hell of it Fuck you and the last two I'ma eat you like Nosferatu How'd you know I didn't kill the prostitute? How'd you know I didn't last so long too? Where you gonna put that? Put it in bust too? But tonight I'ma get that I get fashion tactics intact with these taxes Paying all of these frauds to get rid of the fact-sis (Woo!) Yeah how is it sad whenever it's over? I'ma just tell you whenever you're older Don't even care, this shit getting colder Your ass getting fat, it's as big as a boulder This shoe shit ain't new to me I got every single pair on my feet So when they walk, I just stomp on their knees They crying for me, ahh! Yeah, thought that was over? Mann, that's just for show Rapping again, just showing my flow And after this song, I'ma show it to bros (Yeah!) There is some ash on my palm After me writing some lyrics on song I cannot stop but I won't carry on (Yeah! Yeah!) I'ma just pass me my verse onto 'DAM! (Yeah, yeah) Okay Let me set this straight Busting out the gate Told me love is fake She got hella cake, someone I can take She twerk and love to cook, call her shake and bake She love the kappa, I got on it's black too Turn on lights like Nosferatu How you know I didn't kill the prostitute She charged a thousand and it cost a lot to you Niggas be bitches, they turn into snitches I'm burning down bridges and ask for forgiveness She all in my business, I can't even end it She wasting my time, I don't know how to spend it I'm ruling I'm cooling They sleep leave 'em drooling, buffooning we blow it up like a balloon And as soon as it pop, that's the sound of us shooting We come from the block, we ain't talking 'bout hooping Bald ass head with the sharp ass teeth Killing on girls leave 'em dead in the street Ninth victim, think I reached my peak When I get my tenth, leave 'em there for a week, aye You only see me when the night out No sun, better hope you got a fucking lighthouse Disrespect and I'll knock that pussy dead Lights out (Lights out)
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