Give me a wink

Civil-warlord

I walk street

Civil-warlord

***[Sound effects *sirens **gun fire *, *screaming***, ], emo rap, EDM, techno, dubstep

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**gun shots ** **screams ** **siren’s **

**(Verse 5)**  if you shoot me a wink well I’ll give you a nod if you smile back well then I’ll put my hat in the oops I drop it like that girl would you mind I broke my back and a Iraq  with an I E D blue my straight up to heaven just like you’re blowing me all the way up in my mind then the minute she turned her behind
I drop seven different sedatives in her wine,  
Why? ‘Cause I’m just a lazy guy,  
Plus I’m ugly and shy 
I wanna make a hole in one every time 
I don’t even want to try 
I even close my eyes I wanna
I like to shoot from the hip, and  never miss,  
Splitting those lips while drunk as shit,  
I like to Shoot  from the buzzer from the three-point line,  
Wanting nothing but net every time.
Looks like I got picked of the litter tonight
Cuz Bbb-iTCH ,YOUR , MIIINE… (MINE MINE MINE ) 
I love the way you look with those ketamine eyes the way you wagging your tail you know I’m wagon mine I’m sorry about your eye girl you got beautiful eyes. I can’t wait to fuck up your life. Don’t worry if you flatline I’m not afraid to stop you back to life and when you wake up, don’t you worry don’t be afraid. I’m a raype whistle just blow me and you won’t get hurt as long as you make me squirt

**(Verse 1)**  
Hey you, Kelly G, machine cun-tease boy,  
More like a tool, you fool,  
Fay-gat-tea freak , GE GE GE GEEK GAKED OUT PUNK 
MY GENDER RATIO PHUCKED LIKE A NEUTERED PUP 
I CREEP UP ON YOU .
 I BARK , “#WOF WOOF” YOU  flea—eating me. Meeee we (we we we )”#WEEEEEE  “
You’re gonna be begging me, “N-igga, please, stop, geez!”  
I'm just a wannabe African American,  
You’d be pleased if you were at least three-fifths.  
N-igga, please!  
‘Cause when it comes to knowing my ABCs,  
I straight up got a big D,  
I was on some high-grade E, more like Molly.

**(Verse 2)**  
Think fast, all hands on deck,  
I must’ve drawn the wrong card.  
The E was shaped like a spade,  
When I got to the club,  
I danced so hard, I became a star,  
Until I woke up on my back,  
When my heart skipped a beat,  
Got off track, no rhythm left.

**(Verse 3)**  
Then either tomorrow or two days after yesterday
I Woke up balls deep in a puddle of mud ,”BUT “ shit I hope 
With a lady kicking me in the ribs,  
Screaming, “Why, oh why,  
The phuck did you k-ill all my kids?

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**[intro sound effects]** **gun shots ** **screams ** **siren’s ** **(Verse 5)** if you shoot me a wink well I’ll give you a nod if you smile back well then I’ll put my hat in the oops I drop it like that girl would you mind I broke my back and a Iraq with an I E D blue my straight up to heaven just like you’re blowing me all the way up in my mind then the minute she turned her behind I drop seven different sedatives in her wine, Why? ‘Cause I’m just a lazy guy, Plus I’m ugly and shy I wanna make a hole in one every time I don’t even want to try I even close my eyes I wanna I like to shoot from the hip, and never miss, Splitting those lips while drunk as shit, I like to Shoot from the buzzer from the three-point line, Wanting nothing but net every time. Looks like I got picked of the litter tonight Cuz Bbb-iTCH ,YOUR , MIIINE… (MINE MINE MINE ) I love the way you look with those ketamine eyes the way you wagging your tail you know I’m wagon mine I’m sorry about your eye girl you got beautiful eyes. I can’t wait to fuck up your life. Don’t worry if you flatline I’m not afraid to stop you back to life and when you wake up, don’t you worry don’t be afraid. I’m a raype whistle just blow me and you won’t get hurt as long as you make me squirt **(Verse 1)** Hey you, Kelly G, machine cun-tease boy, More like a tool, you fool, Fay-gat-tea freak , GE GE GE GEEK GAKED OUT PUNK MY GENDER RATIO PHUCKED LIKE A NEUTERED PUP I CREEP UP ON YOU . I BARK , “#WOF WOOF” YOU flea—eating me. Meeee we (we we we )”#WEEEEEE “ You’re gonna be begging me, “N-igga, please, stop, geez!” I'm just a wannabe African American, You’d be pleased if you were at least three-fifths. N-igga, please! ‘Cause when it comes to knowing my ABCs, I straight up got a big D, I was on some high-grade E, more like Molly. **(Verse 2)** Think fast, all hands on deck, I must’ve drawn the wrong card. The E was shaped like a spade, When I got to the club, I danced so hard, I became a star, Until I woke up on my back, When my heart skipped a beat, Got off track, no rhythm left. **(Verse 3)** Then either tomorrow or two days after yesterday I Woke up balls deep in a puddle of mud ,”BUT “ shit I hope With a lady kicking me in the ribs, Screaming, “Why, oh why, The phuck did you k-ill all my kids?

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