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lirik lagu b2b – thouxanbanfauni

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[intro: thouxanbanfauni]
(indigo)
(okay embasin)
yeah
nah
34 double o
ttb

[verse: thouxanbanfauni & lite fortunato]
copped new drip, it came with the ocean, drowned him on a splash
drowned the man on a splash, brand new whip drivin’ ocean ave
f*ckin’ that b*tch from the back off bath salts, you woulda thought i spazzed
uh, doin’ the dash in a brand new trackhawk, i almost crashed
p*ssy lil n*gga, you ain’t even no [?] have the cash
p*ssy lil hoe can’t come to my telly’ if you ain’t got no ass
shawty you bad, i’ll smash, but nah i ain’t the n*gga to gas
on go, on vroom all day, only the real gon’ last
b*tches be dumb and life be hard, gotta go through the day with a flask
n*ggas my sons, most of them raised, [?]
shawty wanna be my future but don’t wanna tell me her past
shawty wanna be my future but won’t tell me her past
i gotta go away
i need my personal sp*ce
shawty always had a real pretty face, thick thighs and a real thin waist
n*ggas be f*ckin’ with the baddest hoes, still cheat on em’ [?]
n*ggas be f*ckin’ on the baddest hoes, still cheat on em’ [?]
then i’ma backout the wraith
[?] glock, the faith
backout the dodge, you could race
backout the [?]
put the b*tch in check so quick
no matter how bad, never will chase
never been racist, f*ck a girl in every race, yeah
i’m a real batman, bruce wayne [?]
at del frisco’s with your hoe eatin’ on steak
whole lotta girlfriends, i guess that’s a lot on my plate
and calamari
two different b*tches, both of them are barbies
[?] know you lookin’ salty
[?] like spalding
i could convince a b*tch to work for me and make it a [?]
i could convince a b*tch to twerk for me at four in the morning
i could convince a n*gga to give up his [?] or he gon’ see a coffin
i do the dash in the beamer right down rodeo, i seen the boy walkin’
who is that boy? these p*ssy ass boys [?]
i feel like i’m the king of new york, joe dirt, you christopher walken
goofy lil boy want smoke and static with us, leave him out in the chalk then
oh, they get chalked then
oh, cause’ they callin’
oh, we ballin’
oh, they stallin’
duffle bag hold alotta’ sticks
p*rnstars got alotta’ d*cks
think he straight, then he in it
[?] hidden
this bullet here gon’ have your name
[?] this sh*t gon’ hit him
all these bullets they gon’ hit him
all these bullets they gon’ hit him
p*rnstars [?]
x videos, glocks and d*cks
[?] i need jesus
all my b*tches been filled with s*m*n
all my n*ggas been turned to demons
real dedication, baby i’m leading
all of my n*ggas they turn to demons
h*llcat vroom, vroom, vroom i’m speedin’
you might die, just for trreason
you might die for no mof*ckin’ reason
all of my ex’s are [?]
all of you new hoes so past season
i got monclers on to change the season
i’m a young n*gga [?]
i just pulled up in a h*llcat
and i don’t care to give a [?]
gtr with a srt, baby you know i’m known for speed
need for speed, go to midnight club, gran turismo [?]
[?]
never seen n*ggas dominate the streets
ttb, young elites, 3400 soldiers eat
baby don’t call my bipolar cause’ i’m cold with the heat
and i’m cold like the winter [?] company
baby call me bipolar, mix the xanax with the [?]
srt*t*b, my shooters they shoot for free
[outro: thouxanbanfauni]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah

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