lirik lagu quan artest freestyle – ticklemytip
[intro]
goofy ahh uncle productions
aye, ok, aye, ok
aye n*gga you know what i’m sayin
n*ggas say that i fell off, ion even care. i just do this sh*t for fun
[verse 1]
they like “quan little n*gga where you been at?”
b*tch i been counting this motherf*cking cake
i got all this green b*tch, i need a rake
call me a realtor, put you in your place
i hit up your b*tch and i go get a taste
and you know that i’m keeping that glock on my waist
shoot a n*gga in his head knock off his toupee
call a n*gga jidion cause he’s bald with a fade
you know i’m gonna send a n*gga up if he talk down
f*ck a n*gga b*tch in her ass now my c*ck brown
told your b*tch put her titties in my mouth she’s my mom now feeling like an a*r*a*b i’m the bomb now
i’m the bomb cause i’m blowing up again
got my thumb in her but while i’m f*cking on her friend
yeah, turn into a monster, call me bеn 10
got the bricks in the pot whipping in the kitchеn
i don’t like my b*tches white, i like them coco
i dont like my b*tches poor, i don’t like them broke hoes
pull up on a opp, shoot his ass l bozo
that b*tch she looks like a hippo, call her moto
and i just popped a f*cking bean, feel like a cholo
if that’s your b*tch, why the f*ck she want a photo?
pull up in a srt, got the foe doe
skirting off in a scatpack ima take your hoe bro
[verse 2]
okay, b*tch i’ve been doing this for 6 years straight
feeling like aubrey graham, i’m finna pull up with the drake
i ain’t never going broke that’ll never be the case
i’m the voice little n*gga i’ll never be the face
i don’t run from n0body i’ll never do the race
got a chopper in the kitchen, know that b*tch finna bake
told a b*tch come jerk on my chicken like jamaicans
told your b*tch put her hand on my spear like an african
i’m finna take your b*tch and i’m finna blow her back again
feeling like an apple user i’m finna buy a mac again
my dad told me to do chores, i started packing him
getting all these racks little n*gga i be stacking them
man i always got b*tches in my car, human trafficking
and these n*ggas say i’m f*cking trash “stop rapping man”
my songs may be trash but i got your b*tch laughing man
she playing with my b*lls, she playing with it like tennis
she’s sucking on my c*ck, she sucking it till i finish
i stick it in f*ck her, she’s asking for more inches
i tell her go up in the kitchen and wash the dishes
yeah she’s blowing me kisses
getting to the bag i got to finish the mission
f*cking on your b*tch and this d*ck got her twitching
only make hits little n*gga, no misses
[outro]
leaving that boy on the curb
them bullets finna make him learn
my n*ggas pull up on the curb
like to f*ck with these hoes i’m a jerk
yeah, and i’m finna buy your b*tch a purse
and you know that i’m smoking that purp
got a glock and that b*tch finna burst
yeah that boy got crossed like a church
finna put his ass on a t*shirt
you better learn
backwood russian cream finna burn
yeah, little n*gga this meetings adjourned
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