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Pss Pss Death Grips

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Pss Pss - Death Grips
[Verse 1]
I saw you doing peace signs with the F.B.I
Might've tried that in the future before so don't lie
All dead dogs go to heaven cause dumb bitches let them in (In)
They're just racist and they wanna fuck
God chills out cause she doesn't touch
This is where I don't come in, this is where I have been maybe
Have a sad cum, baby (Beh, beh, beh, beh)

[Pre-Chorus]
Cuh, cuh
Beh, beh, beh, beh

[Chorus]
I fuck it out and I dip-dip-dip (Cuh, cuh)
Drop you like asses and you trip-trip-trip
I can't stop it when I drip-drip-drip (Cuh, cuh)
You can't stop it when you drip-drip-drip (Beh, beh, beh, beh)
I piss on your face like I'm PSS-PSS-PSS (Cuh, cuh)
You lick up the place like you're PSS-PSS-PSS
We pick up the pace like we're PSS-PSS-PSS (Cuh, cuh)
I'm the fuck you're chasing like PSS-PSS, PSS-PSS, PSS-PSS (Beh, beh, beh, beh)

[Verse 2]
My shit's been retarded since beginning of time
I'm up in your party like sickest one line
I'm the only thing ever on my mind
You're one of those things I never rewind (Ah)
I'm coming out your pocket like carving pools with my jewels
I'm throwing heebie jeebies like iTunes
The cars that go boom, these are my gold bars melted on spoons
My junk hits like martial law, you nod like, "True"
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