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slugger - akimbo4s lyrics

(verse)
i like you but not as much as my brothers
whipped my d*ck out she said d*mn like chris tucker
i pull my wiener out like b*tters
she like wood want me to give her my lumber
hit that hoe but i didn’t gve her my number
she said that im hot b*tch like the summer
she tryna come over eat the d*ck like a cucumber
gotta loota stuff, wake up my rooms always cluttered
smoke some weed take my mind out the gutter
you not different from none of these hoes its a bummer
he not thе boss he a runner
big b*tch had to pick that bictch up inna hummer
shе tryn play with my pipe like a pulmmer
she look through my phone like b*tch what did you discover
she must be adelle singing underneath my covers
b*tch gotta fat b*tt but her face b*tter
b*tch lackl*ster imma still f*cker
that boy trash we gon put him inna dumpster
fat b*tch im just playing with her flubber
my money stretch like its made outta rubber
he talk sh*t, in real life the wordds he would not mutter
i liked her a lot but i never loved her
used to play baseball i was a lil #slugger
she not that special she can’t make my heart flutter
you never know what they do behind closed shutters
had to go find myself again i had to rediscover
(verse)
i like you but not as much as my brothers
whipped my d*ck out she said d*mn like chris tucker
i pull my wiener out like b*tters
she like wood want me to give her my lumber
hit that hoe but i didn’t gve her my number
she said that im hot b*tch like the summer
she tryna come over eat the d*ck like a cucumber
gotta loota stuff, wake up my rooms always cluttered
smoke some weed take my mind out the gutter
you not different from none of these hoes its a bummer
he not the boss he a runner
big b*tch had to pick that bictch up inna hummer
she tryn play with my pipe like a pulmmer
she look through my phone like b*tch what did you discover
she must be adelle singing underneath my covers
b*tch gotta fat b*tt but her face b*tter
b*tch lackl*ster imma still f*cker
that boy trash we gon put him inna dumpster
fat b*tch im just playing with her flubber
my money stretch like its made outta rubber
he talk sh*t, in real life the wordds he would not mutter
i liked her a lot but i never loved her
used to play baseball i was a lil #slugger
she not that special she can’t make my heart flutter
you never know what they do behind closed shutters
had to go find myself again i had to rediscover
(outro)
b*tch
ive been learning as i go, i dont need no d*mn instructor
b*tch want me and the guys to hit like she was a train conductor
that boy suckat making music he should put down the mic like usher
b*tch you can not tell me what to do you are not my mother

- akimbo4s lyrics

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