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Lyrics
[Verse 1] Make a voodoo doll of Ouija Give that boy some bread Then make one for all my haters and put scissors through they head Make a Voodoo doll of chiorboy with gauges and some dreads Then blow doja smoke at both them make sure both our eyes is red Rolling up loaded got gun in my britches I'm already dead when I bust on you bitches I'm kinda a beast when it come to my business I smoking a pack of that magic with Ninjas We calling you out if you acting pretentious We from the diminsion of killing the bitches You clicking a leaving your posse defenseless We taking yo teeth you about to need dencheres They calling the feds and we jumping them fences While carrying body defing the physics We choping you up cause we broke and could only afford Body bags thats intended for midgets You gonna get offended ( hoe you know what the fuck it is) Cross us you get ended (Quick to suffacte a fucking trick) Morge corners Im a bend it ( quija Macaframavich) Wagon shorty get up in it ( or we drag you in this fucking bitch) Smell the stinch when my solders swing the fucking lane Toof gang wagon jumper cables to your fucking brain
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Credits
- Writers
- Ouija Macc
- Choirboy