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Ski Mask The Slump God

Genres: Hip-Hop

La La Lyrics - Ski Mask The Slump God

La-la-la (Huh) 

La-la-la (Huh) 

La-la-la 

Oh my god, Ronny! 

Stupid 

 

Like a Quarter Pounder, I found her 

She with a boy think its Ned Flanders 

She said that, really nice 

With my ice, I drown her 

I found her soul in the night 

She's a Salamander 

Cold-blooded the type 

 

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Yuh, this ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

This ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh, water!) 

This ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

This that him that's talking shit 

Bend him like a blimp 

 

I know she gon' swallow like the bitch can't swim 

Hit 'em with a follow when a bitch can't tip, yuh 

Who the fuck the reaper? 

Fuck that nigga named Grim 

I am the one with light inside the darkness of the den 

I'm a god but I'm still praising God too 

Know a nigga know dogs, sell dog food 

Know my game on point, no harpoon 

Know a nigga said I'm fry, so I told 'em get fist 

'Cause these niggas too old too broke to 

Cut em' off my frequency, no Pro Tools 

Blue cheese and blue jeans 

And you know they're Balmains, 

So they come with the wrinkles like a Pug do 

 

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Yuh, this ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

This ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

This ain't that, bitch, that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

Is that him that's talking shit? 

Bend him like a blimp 

 

Gucci on my body 

Feel like water I can't swim 

So I bought a Gucci rubber ducky with the fins 

When I was a younging, hit at home I was 10 

Told my Dad I was selling molly ninth grade in (Yeah) 

 

You are now inside of my mind 

It is very black and white, no mime 

I put diamonds up on my time 

Laid back siping Fiji with the lime, do 

She an animal, eat me like bamboo 

Young nigga, and I'm sly like CANTU 

 

This ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

This ain't that, bitch (Yuh), that ain't this, yuh (Yuh, water!) 

This ain't that, bitch, that ain't this, yuh (Yuh) 

Is that him that's talking shit? 

Bend him like a blimp 

 

La-la-la 

La-la-la 

La-la-la 

La-la-la 

La-la-la 

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