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blickating - lil tony official lyrics

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yeah
b*tch, boy, boy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch

b*tch, i got this stickating
he keep that bl!ckating
n*gga better not reach, or i’m gon’ teach
i keep this bl!ck on me
i got fifteen shots in this 4*o, i give them three a piece
i heard ’em copping deuces
but this chopstick might be j*panese
i’m like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it’s up, then its stuck
p*ssy better not try ya luck
you ain’t peter pan, you gon’ be f*cked
know i keep that switchating
he in the lake, he should’ve ducked
might well call up switchating
’cause we go’n hop out, switch em up’

made the lil’ hoe hit her knees
i feed her d*ck, she eat it up
lil’ hoe say she f*ck with t
i take her home, then beat it up
baby leaking all our business
can’t f*ck with her, she ain’t p enough
heard the p*ssy say it was smoke
we’ll hit the block, let’s t it up
yeah, yeah
b*tch let’s get, get it
like where yo fitted, fitted
i hop on the beat, pay for a feat, then i’m gon’ rip it, rip it
chopperstick keep spittin’ spittin’
i love the way i’m living
i don’t regret a thing, do it again
i love the way i did it
geeking off this perkathang
hit em, big bruh say i’m tripping
say he got do what to who
we load the troops, then go and get ’em
big p’s came in the mail
bag it up, then make a sale
my lil’ b*tch crack cards
she f*ck with fraud, she tryna get a whale
p*ssy boy can’t get away
we call them a 308
we got flip the car, we see that p*ssy on the interstate
we got take him out, thought we was playing, this a dinner date
clip ya b*tch ass, stinky b*tch ass
send the car to a different state

p*ssy heard the birds was coming
tried to run, can’t get away
big ass .762s ripped up his face
we made em kiss the drake
what twin say?
take a b*tch ass out and make ’em kiss the plate
spent so many time we made the p*ssy boy go switch the states

yeah, yeah, yeah
run up on the gang
run back up and sn*tch his chain
double back and sn*tch his brain
birdie boy won’t say a thing
we don’t do this sh*t for fame
this just kinda how we came
run up smelling like cologne
we leave em smelling like he stink
b*tch, i got this stickating
he keep that bl!ckating
n*gga better not reach, or i’m gon’ teach
i keep this bl!ck on me
i got fifteen shots in this 4*o, i give them three a piece
i heard ’em copping deuces
but this chopstick might be j*panese
i’m like wet, wet, wet, wet, if it’s up, then its stuck
p*ssy better not try ya luck
you ain’t peter pan, you gon’ be f*cked
know i keep that switchating
he in the lake, he should’ve ducked
might well call up switchating
’cause we go’n hop out, switch em up’

yeah, she eat it up

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