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THE FINATTICZ lyrics : "They Ain't Fuckin' With Us"

Say $#&@ 'em !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,
I say $#&@ them !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,
!@^%, they ain't $#&@ing with us.


Three pills, two apes, one bottle to my soul, I can't feel my face.
I'm too long, to old, and then a bad (*##$ like ?hey, that's my song!?

Call me mister macarona, go harder than a drummer,
Go deeper than the sea and I clean her when I'm done,
I'm a mother$#&@er freak, girl, now you know the song,

So you know what I'm on.
I got a bad (*##$ with me and a bad (*##$ with me,
Seeking gifts, no worry for a #~!!@.

There all the !@$@s acting, I'm just waiting for a #~!!@,
Hoped up and get $#&@ed up, no #~!!@.
Flerky, coat on, know a lot of kimo,

Go deep on a (*##$, sounding like Tony Molo,
The (*##$ like a photo, got these !@$@s what they wanna be,
A !@$@ on the loto and !@$@, that's homo.


Say $#&@ 'em !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,
I say $#&@ them !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,

!@^%, they ain't $#&@ing with us.

Right, turned up, in the club for a troto,

All proud, walking around, looking for a model.
Mario Moscato, I told her take a sip
And if a !@$@ wanna trip I bust his head with a bottle.

!@^%s act tough until you hit 'em with a puff,
The puff will knock 'em on the chucks , not a tuck !@$@ !@#%s.
Like they defeat the lion for a !@$@ think they lying

Till they take a head shot so they big $$# designing.
See, imma keep it real, no lie,
Everything I spit, hot fire,

And I be going up on that pile,
When your (*##$ get off this dick I tell her bye-bye-bye.
Connected like Rafa, respected like holla,

That 'cause I'm six two with choppers that's falla,
And if you find me walking they go beating your $$#,
You don't $#&@ around, that's why we don't $#&@ with your $$#.


Say $#&@ 'em !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,
I say $#&@ them !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,

!@^%, they ain't $#&@ing with us.

First stop, a !@$@ never give a $#&@ about nothing,

East side till I die, I'm a little stoned,
All to the grave, 'cause these !@$@s want it,
'cause I'm starting like a rolly, do you know the boys?

!@^%s acting like they know me but you know they ain't the homie,
They just know I know his baby momma scraping on the holly.
$#&@ it, you $#&@ em, if you want it, I trip,

Eat the $$#, you pop the clip, and leave the !@$@'s head missing.
Rap, take your (*##$ and eat her like chob,
I don't give a $#&@ if !@$@s feeling my style,

$#&@ who next, !@$@, fly I got now,
You made her say ?uh? , I made her yell it out ?ah!?
Give a (*##$ head, turn around like a round,

I better get to exits, !@$@ know my recipe,
Got 'em, kick 'em, imma eat 'em like eaterloss,
A !@$@ walk in the set no set it now.


Say $#&@ 'em !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,
I say $#&@ them !@$@s, they ain't $#&@ing with us,

!@^%, they ain't $#&@ing with us.

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