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thoat hug - cash kidd lyrics

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[intro]
(i like that, anton)
tuh, ayy
is it me or is all my haters coked up?

[chorus]
beatin’ on your b*tch cake, she say, “don’t nut”
i just pulled up on your b*tch and got a throat hug
b*tch bad, but she broke, i said, “no, ugh”
i just made a half a ticket, it felt so good
where you little n*ggas at? i’m in your hood
the reason why she stay in pocket, i got four full
i’m tryna get my b*tch to break up with me, but she won’t do it
finna marry my lil’ eater, that b*tch so cool

[verse]
woke up single, i got forty*three options
huh, broke up with my ho ’cause she was eavesdropping
n*gga, i ain’t never did no plea coppin’
cl!ck the b*tton on this b*tch like i’m screenshottin’, huh
like the word whistle, n*ggas’ tea droppin’
n*gga must’ve caught a flat, made him retire
freak b*tch, aiming for the head like a piñata
boy, i get more f*ckin’ high top than rasheed wallace
broke*ass n*gga beggin’ me for three dollars
boy, i’m runnin’ through this sh*t like the teen titans
b*tch, stop talkin’, now i gotta recount it
n*gga so petty, i bought him some feet polish
currently, i’m gettin’ neck on the beach, smilin’
i get ate up so d*mn much, need a flea collar
i don’t know that lame*ass n*gga, he’s a meat*rider
my motherf*ckin’ neck bustin’ like a cheap condom
need a b*tch to help me scam, i’m tryna f*ck a nerd
put three grams to my face, mark zuckerberg
i just took the top off, my car such a perv’
try and get the cops off, the benz jumped the curb
i said i hate broke n*ggas, i guess i struck a nerve
huh, boy, i’m in that bag deep like a gummy worm
yeah, you must be a rat if you think trap dead
big fn sing better than a crackhead
[chorus]
beatin’ on your b*tch cake, she say, “don’t nut”
huh, i just pulled up on your b*tch and got a throat hug
b*tch bad, but she broke, i said, “no, ugh”
i just made a half a ticket, it felt so good
where you little n*ggas at? i’m in your hood
the reason why she stay in pocket, i got four full
i’m tryna get my b*tch to break up with me, but she won’t do it
finna marry my lil’ eater, that b*tch so cool

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