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Money ain’t sh*t, b*tches ain’t neither
You know I’m on that grass, don’t cut on the sprinklers
p*ssy on my mind, on my breath and on my fingers
n*ggas try to bite my style, but my style a jalepeno
I got skinny ass jeans, trucks on the pocket
Money talks, n*gga, I’m caught up in that gossip
You know all my b*tches badder, and all my swishas fatter
I milk this sh*t like cattle, that’s my word like Scrabble
And yo main girl is a ho, I go Wayne’s World in her throat
She swallow so many nuts, you f*ck around, find a squirrel in her throat
I go tape worm in that ho, let my snake squirm in that ho
n*gga we take turns in that ho, these n*ggas so green they glow
I am the best thing since wet p*ssy, on my private jet with my chef cookin’
So big headed my neck crooked, my n*ggas foul when the ref’s lookin’
My big bro is Mack Maine, so much weed I got grass stains
Deez nuts, that’s baggage claim, I’m on them trees like Candy Canes
Lil Tunechi

I might book me for a show
Charge my ass the low and pick up the whole dough
That’s hustlenomics, I was high in my class pictures
I like math, all I did was add b*tches
Swagga galore, got your girl on all fours
It’s not doggystyle, I call it froggystyle
You dog her out, I tell her, hop in
2 Chainz, my first chain had a twin
Gas in my blunt, watching ESPN
And, if that p*ssy good I wanna see her again
Yeah, I’m from College Park and I got ya broad with me
Salt water pool, I can put a shark in it
Everything authentic, plus I named my pistols
Last name f*ck, first name I Don’t Give A
Pockets look pregnant, they ’bout to deliver
So when I start pimpin’, you know the procedure

All my n*ggas gangstas, all my b*tches freaks
I tickle her p*ssy, got that p*ssy tickle pink
I’m the heart of the streets, and I just skipped a beat
And if that p*ssy sweet, I want that candy, trick or treat
I got diamonds in my teeth, so all my words are precious
I’m so f*ckin’ hot I sssssss….I’ma need some more S’s
Man I’m on some other sh*t, I want another b*tch
That want another b*tch, and I don’t cuddle b*tch
I hit her with that shovel d*ck, I got in that p*ssy and dug a ditch
Some people gotta punch the clock, man I rather punch a brick
Cuz I’m that n*gga, and I’m so cold I just shivered
These n*ggas think they hard, these n*ggas just nipples
I pop a n*gga like a scicle, drop a n*gga like a missle
Mo’ money mo’ issues, I size you up then fix you
Tunechi

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