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She live in Lauderdale and I'm closer to South Beach
I her to come over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I donât see wrong with some mouth and lip service
in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
My new nina just me that she sick of being a virgin
Bagging up the for an hour, fingers hurting
Let my bitches me, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, prostitution, and verses
Whippin' in kitchen, in the trap house with my shirt off
I'mma get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The da was a and the judge was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch by the curb and a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy like Smirnoff
on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy like a fur ball
Fuck the other side we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait I had to this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my part two shit
Gotta let 'em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi,
Bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm home from the slammer, was gone for the
Stompin' the yard a gamma, niggas was goin' bananas
I'm calm like a camel, I'm smokin' that strong like a
I bet my when we gamble
Y'all shippin' keys, we shippin' pianos
I'm in Lam Diablo, pew like ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
forever; Jerry Jones
I hustle, keepin' my destiny going
Like the House of
plane that I'm on is private, my very own
So no checkin' my
She the picture naked, I said it's on
But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm to south beach
I told her to come over she said "Ok fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up and put this dick in your mouth please
I don't see wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi motherfucker tighter a pinch nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, said I couldn't get
My new nina just told me that she of bein' a virgin
Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I don't get invited to bitches pity parties
I don't do narcotic even a nigga got it
all this money, I feel like I got arthritis
Beggin' up the work for a hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches me, 'fore they leave I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion of disturbance
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these and I put that on my first born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' 'bout the third ward
The da was a dick and the judge was a off
We suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop
gang, nigga
And it's the 4 the Wait 2
And I'm so sorry for the too
Sorry for the wait, I had to that part two and shit
Just to let you know a nigga still doin' it
Workin' a slave, talking Roots part two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil still Tunechi, bitch