Gold Revolver

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Saint Bodhi - Pop

Gold Revolver

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[Verse 1] Yo, have a nigga hog tied to the furnace Bitch shoulda watched his words I'm slipping in my mental I'm whispering to the birds Polly wants a cracker You dirty, you fucked her in my car I chopped her body up, and spread it all over the boulevard (Woah) That was way to close Runnin' through my kitchen tryna escape, ho No popo's, all closed doors Pour water down your nose Water boat. Fucking chock Nigga shut the fuck up, my neighbour's next door [Pre-Chorus] Yuh, nigga we coulda been Adam and Eve Eat from the same tree Why you fuck over me How you fuck over queens Mess with my self esteem See the lies in between You not on my team [Chorus] I shot thе dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold rеvolver And I couldn't help myself, I lost my temper, don't call the coppers Please forgive me mother Mary, please forgive me father I shot the dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold revolver [Verse 2] SWAT teams and red beams, aiming at me I lost my fucking sanity, no sign of relief I rather blow my fucking head off than be locked in a cell Oh well, I lived a crazy life hope I don't end up in hell Screaming on the dispatch like "Come out with your hands up" I chopped his arms off and threw it out, give me ransom Make a documentary, had me wildin' on Snap He broke my fucking heart, so I broke his fucking back [Pre-Chorus] Yuh, nigga we coulda been Adam and Eve Eat from the same tree Why you fuck over me How you fuck over queens Mess with my self esteem See the lies in between You not on my team [Chorus] I shot the dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold revolver And I couldn't help myself, I lost my temper, don't call the coppers Please forgive me mother Mary, please forgive me father I shot the dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold revolver [Verse 3] We coulda been the perfect match Instead I got a fucking taser at your neck, heart attack Prop you on the wall, pin the donkey, body full of tags Here goes a bowl, it's marijuana with a little crack Scratches on your back from the other bitch I carved "Dirty whore" in her forehead with an ice pick It suck 'cause you got good dick We coulda been a happy couple, but you had to flip the switch [Pre-Chorus] Yuh, nigga we coulda been Adam and Eve Eat from the same tree Why you fuck over me How you fuck over queens Mess with my self esteem See the lies in between You not on my team [Chorus] I shot the dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold revolver And I couldn't help myself, I lost my temper, don't call the coppers Please forgive me mother Mary, please forgive me father I shot the dirty motherfucker with my uncles gold revolver

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