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Sanatçı: Koncept Jack$on

albüm: HTR Vol 1: The Legend of Tawny Tone


Bein' highed up, we in my lover time
Just cry got no grub for the supper, fine
Number nine brush ya from the side
Concubine was obliged, suck the knob five summers
Sky hugger la puffer, not the Zaza my nugga, nah wassup with y'all fuckers
Private eye undercover Amistad lovers dying for some cover time
Parmesan crust on mine, armed Rashaan bust a swine was a dozen times
Yup, big up to Ron and ya mother
Busty ta-tas, I love ya lust her eyes
Dry hump her thigh, foxtrot production
Bust the tai-colored slides, rugged one more time
Fuck ya, besides rhymes I love ya was my kind
Yellin' why suffer, i'ma shine
5'9 newyorican down to slide for no reason
Outside wit ya BM
Ops hide, knew was lethal douse ya pride
Order vegan shots flying' when I see em'
Squad up, loot in jeeps
The bout survived, counts decide it was TMI
Disguised, niggas feed you lies
Tweak arousal pie got the vibe lookin' CGI
5'9 newyorican down to slide for no reason
Outside wit ya BM
Ops hide, knew was lethal douse ya pride
Order vegan shots flying' when I see em'
Squad up, loot in jeeps
The bout survived, counts decide it was TMI
Disguised, niggas feed you lies
Tweak arousal pie got the vibe lookin' CGI

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