Purple Devil (Freestyle) lyrics

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Aye, aye, aye
My brother up in jail, people scream, that's crazy
This a lot of sh*t, that n*gga robbed a bank
Feel like Master P, No Limit with me, and they take
I feel like an army sergeant, n*gga I got range
Pull up on him with a 'K
f*ck with me, you'll catch a shot to the face
All of my n*gga's get money all day
Shoot once I'll ball like fadeaway, ooh
Cut like razor blade
Grill in my mouth like Flavor Flav, ooh
Drill like Major Payne
Prince in the cup, no purple rain, ooh
Dirty my sprite, run up on me catch this 9
I'll put that sh*t to your life, uh
Look at yo' wife, she f*ck me but she's screaming out 'Christ', uh
Ay, Jesus, look at my Jesus Pieces
Pieces like they Reese's, uh
f*ck that b*tch, I don't need her, uh
f*ck that b*tch then I skeet in her, uh
Backspace, backspace, delete her, uh
Ball like Derek Jeter, uh, I'm hot I caught a fever, uh
Liquor all in my cup, uh-huh, sip that I throw up, uh-huh
Watch me go po' up, uh-huh, Tyler just showed up, huh, ay, ay
I'm in my glow, I'll put my di*k in your ho, huh, ay, ay
She said yes n*gga, I said no, huh, ay, ay
Off of the molly, I may just go shoot up a party, uh, ay, ay
That b*tch fake, I think that b*tch is a barbie, huh