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bonkerz! - tylik shakur lyrics

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[hook]
why these n*ggas stay talkin’ that tough sh*t
when everybody know they ain’t gon’ touch sh*t
b*tch i’m a goblin, jammin’ that yonkers
b*tches be weird, n*ggas be bonkerz

boy, i’m the villain, you living a hard knock
n*ggas my daughters — i got sh*t on child lock
respect the hustle — they move like a p*wn shop
ain’t talking habits — how bad they make bodies drop

[verse 1]
i could never let a ponk punk me like i’m p*ssy (huhh)
aye, i could never chase my lil past sh*t, lil past sh*t
i could never be out frontin’ knowing i ain’t had it
that life is not a ten, baby — it ain’t even average

no this ain’t tylik, b*tch this is b00ziе
double*o’ n*ggas — they come with a two*piеce
two*three action, b*tch i’m the movie
you so mousey without the toolie
you so mousey without the toolie

you know you lit when they call you bougie
i know i’m lit — they callin’ me bougie
i know i’m lit ‘cause i keep it bougie
gotta stay lit while keepin’ it bougie
no, you ain’t lit, so you not bougie
boy stop actin’ — you can’t be bougie
i got ‘em mad ‘cause i took his hoochie
it ain’t my fault that the hoe wanna do me
she tryna snack on this d*ck like she scooby
i want a moody lil’ b*tch on her judy — uh

[hook]
why these n*ggas stay talkin’ that tough sh*t
when everybody know they ain’t gon’ touch sh*t
b*tch i’m a goblin, jammin’ that yonkers
b*tches be weird, n*ggas be bonkerz

boy, i’m the villain, you living a hard knock
n*ggas my daughters — i got sh*t on child lock
respect the hustle — they move like a p*wn shop
ain’t talking habits — how bad they make bodies drop

[verse 2]
uh
ain’t worried ‘bout plates in front of me — chef rams gon’ hear me and know that i eat
i just wake up in the morning thinking ‘bout the money, then i start ripping a beat
i could care less ‘bout a feature — n*ggas is chasing my clout, yeah they want my seat
ain’t talking lebron but they switching sides, getting jealous just because i got that heat

n*ggas be hating on a young pretty n*gga tryna get to the money for rapping
but in them raps they capping — knowing they ain’t got at least one n*gga strapping
when i say strapping, i’m talking ‘bout really gunning n*ggas down for speaking too reckless
i’m on my k. mich*lle sh*t — gotta be real, my soul be getting rebellious
even with a ten*foot pole, these n*ggas out still ain’t touching me
i’ll drop my last d*mn dollar to whoever naming a better me

yeah — still ken, still tryna find out if barbie wan’ party
i might just fly outta sp*ce with barbie, maybe we could link up with lil’ marty — uh

[hook – final]
why these n*ggas stay talkin’ that tough sh*t
when everybody know they ain’t gon’ touch sh*t
b*tch i’m a goblin, jammin’ that yonkers
b*tches be weird, n*ggas be bonkerz

boy, i’m the villain, you living a hard knock
n*ggas my daughters — i got sh*t on child lock
respect the hustle — they move like a p*wn shop
ain’t talking habits — how bad they make bodies drop

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