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Mistletoe (Perfect Strangers)

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Main archive lyrics

Intro
Hahaha
And I dont do— rain down
This beat was made by Seez
Thats your tag right there
Max in this bitch A$AP in this bitch VLONE in this bitch Olivia in this bitch

Verse 1
Look at me ho (Lets do it) Ima do me ho (Uhhuh lets do it)
Hit it from the back while she wearing that Gucci thong speedo (Uhhuh)
Uh smoking on diesel woah smoking on real woah
I dont get rerock why Sippin on “Cleaning you” yeah

Chorus
Woah woah we smoke Im gone
She like Where is the blow
I think Ill meet her under the mistletoe
She like Woah Im like Woah
When I smoke I be gone
She like Wherе is the blow
I left it for her undеr the mistletoe woah

Verse 2
Uh hm straight to the edge huh uh
Fore I leave him dead uh
Bullet hole in his dreads uh
Every day I get head uh
In between them legs ma
Ima go head eat you up Ima go head turn you out
Ima go head turn you up uh uh yeah
Ima go head turn you up
Thots from my old city so sick theyll damn near burn you up
Gotta stay strapped up I dont need backup but you need to back up
Proceed with the proceeds doin coke she nosebleed
She think she know me that lil bitch police
Told her to stop please stop please
Nigga you know Im poppin pot of hot grease yeah
Nigga you know Im poppin pot of hot grease yeah yeah
Nigga you know Im poppin just like soda please um
Got a way with words call that nigga Socrates
She wanna kick it fuck is this You will not soccer me ya’ dig
Chorus
Woah woah we smoke Im gone
She like Where is the blow
I think Ill meet her under the mistletoe
She like Woah Im like Woah
When I smoke I be gone
She like Where is the blow
I left it for her under the mistletoe woah

Outro
Motherfucker getting that dough getting that bread nigga good bread nigga
Loads of cold cuts so what
Uh look at me ho Ima do me ho
Hit it from the back while she wearing that Gucci thong speedo
Uh smoking on diesel woah smoking on real woah
I dont get rerock why Sippin on “Cleaning you” yeah
Woah woah woah woah

Perfect Strangers Freestyle

[Verse]
[00:00.34] Today, I'm on my grind
[00:01.48] Just like the sun I shine
[00:03.20] I freestyle better than any nigga, I swear I'm droppin 'dimes
[00:06.68] I feel like Rondo, I fuck your bitch up in Congos
[00:09.78] Talking that shit 'til I run through the 6 with that choppa, shoot you up like Toronto
[00:13.22] Fuckin' yo' bitch, let her mom know
[00:14.96] Then I put dick in her mom, ho'
[00:16.68] Yeah, I just fucked yo' mom, ho'
[00:18.18] You ain't on shit-dotcom, ho'
[00:20.08] Freestyle on my sessions, uh
[00:21.82] Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' blessin', uh
[00:23.52] Hand on my Smith & Wesson, uh
[00:25.24] Best believe I'm the best-est, uh
[00:26.96] Fresh to death, no asbestos, uh
[00:28.84] I use my gun as my weapon, uh
[00:30.50] 20 years old and I'm young as fuck, still in my adolescence, uh
[00:34.00] AP on my wrist, huh
[00:35.52] Cameraman tryna catch the flick
[00:37.26] Run up you get hit, huh
[00:38.48] Flick a nigga like I'm ridin' the bike
[00:40.70] All these bitches on me just like a tick
[00:42.38] Talkin' stupid, nigga, you don't exist
[00:44.30] R. Kelly got my bars ready, on that bitch knees, you know I 'm finna piss, ah
[00:48.70] Ya dig? Trix are not for kids, huh
[00:51.44] I'm runnin' in yo' crib, poppin' the Molly, no Lil' Bill, huh
[00:54.78] Choppa on the windowsill, huh
[00:56.54] You finna die to live, huh
[00:58.22] Nigga, I'm gettin' rich, huh
[00:59.94] That's just how it is, it's just me and my nigga Seez'
[01:03.38] You see him on the keys
[01:04.86] All I do is get cash all day, Stephen Curry when I shoot for three
[01:08.30] Fuck nigga get away from me
[01:10.62] These niggas are laughin' to my face then they pray for me, I don't really got shit to say, G, uh
[01:14.88] Got my cash up, tell a fuck nigga, catch up, hit a stain on 'em, no ketchup
[01:20.30] That nigga need backup
[01:22.02] Ho's thinkin' they attack us, I'm in the cut with a weapon
[01:25.48] I got my new Smith & Wesson
[01:27.14] That bitch a thotty, she bussin'
[01:28.82] I fucked that bitch and her cousin, then I act like it's nothin'
[01:32.24] Thanksgiving with the glizzy, put a .30 in it like this shit's stuffin'
[01:35.68] Shorty say she pregnant, told her I ain't put a muffin in her oven
[01:39.16] If it ain't 'bout money, fuck it, but if it ain't change, I'ma change the subject, uh
[01:43.08] Off of the top, nigga
[01:44.60] I'm fuckin' yo' thot, she all on my block, I may Milly Rock with her
[01:48.04] You may just get shot like yo' ass is Pac, 'cause I got the Juice, nigga
[01:51.56] See, I don't make beats but my choppa produce, nigga, yeah-yeah
[01:55.26] These nigga my sons like I produce niggas, huh
[01:58.26] Nigga, I defy physics, uh
[01:59.20] These niggas talk shit all day on the 'gram but nigga, I lived it, uh
[02:03.44] I was water-whippin' in the kitchen with my brother, he servin' that shit to yo' mother
[02:06.36] You talkin' that shit then I pull up like
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[02:08.34] , I throw bullets up like a butler
[02:10.30] These niggas ain't shit but some ho's, some bitches, I swear that I don't fuck with 'em
[02:13.54] From Chicago to East Side, that is the B-side, niggas know how we be livin'
[02:17.00] But I get out the streets, I was listenin' to rock in the trap, listenin' to John Lennon
[02:20.72] Whippin' a brick up to Ozzy, just to buy my mom a Masi'
[02:24.16] Niggas talk shit, it ain't nothing
[02:25.92] All of my niggas be bussing
[02:27.62] I'm at yo' head like concussion
[02:29.36] I blow it up like combustion
[02:31.02] Talkin' that shit you ain't nothing
[02:32.76] I change yo' bitch like the subject
[02:34.50] I'm really thinkin' shit of it, she suck on my dick up in public
[02:37.50] I'm on that bullshit, Robin, ain't Batman but I be robbin'
[02:41.10] I remember I went to True Religion in a rocker
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[02:43.38] Now a nigga really flaugin', now a nigga really flossin'
[02:48.20] Leave a nigga bombed like a Marathon, niggas runnin' up in Boston
[02:51.64] I don't see it but I want it, if I want it, fuck it, Imma buy the cost in
[02:55.08] All my niggas goin' crazy, used to skateboard, kickflip
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[02:58.46] Nigga, proceed with caution
[03:00.18] Bitch, I'm awfully awesome
[03:01.46] I could probably fuck yo' mother, I could prolly fuck his daughter
[03:05.58] I'm a young nigga, we got the guns with us
[03:08.78] Ain't talkin' 'bout Steve Nash at all, but we got the Suns with us
[03:12.22] I got yo' bitch with me, transformin' that ho' like Bumblebee, no Witwicky
[03:17.30] Niggas want smoke, okay, I hit 'em up, come and get with me
[03:20.54] No Taylor, but when I up my choppa, that bitch shoot swiftly
[03:24.04] The police on my ass, I told them to come and get me
[03:27.62] Me and G-Money gettin' to the money, Squeak just walked in the buildin'
[03:30.86] Ay Squeak, check it out
[03:32.32] I'm freestylin' all day, nigga, you know what my shit about
[03:35.76] Squeak said, "Put the guns down, you should rap, nigga, take a different route"
[03:39.20] I'm ballin' out like a Piston now
[03:41.12] He said, "Don't put the guns down"
[03:42.70] Shit, fuck it, one of in my pocket, you know we keep at least a few around
[03:45.90] I ain't really tryna up a dome, on another level, Rollie on another bezel, run up on me Imma send his ass up to heaven, I got a new Smith & Wesson
[03:53.38] Ay, Squeak, he be totin' a glizzy, huh
[03:55.98] I got a S&W up on me, you know that I'm finna get busy, yeah
[03:58.74] I make him dance like Soulja Boy, yuu, he get jiggy, huh
[04:02.70] Rider, huh, make him dance like Soulja Boy, hit 'em in his face, now he screamin' out "Tyga!"
[04:06.98] Poisonous like a viper
[04:08.70] Shit on that bitch, no diaper
[04:10.46] I'm finna leave the room and record, I'm gettin' a lil' too hyper, gone

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