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lirik lagu cash kidd – tug of war

[intro: cash kidd]
(can we have a check please?)
(v12)
d~mn

[verse 1: cash kidd]
just traded d~ck for some food stamps
sh~t, win~win for me, her ass too fat
ayy, need an amber alert, her body too sn~tched
wonder why your jewels sn~tched, where your tool at?
bottom of my shoes red like a bull flag
b~tch dropped that neck on me like a fullback
fit ten ball on me like a pool rack
big~ass knots on my mind like a durag
y’all only shoot for first ball, you n~ggas too cap
n~ggas broke, prayin’ trump bring a jugg back
b~tch, i had more stimmies than a ‘wood pack
n~ggas sendin’ threats, got me laughin’ like the woodp~ck~r
hit my ex with the, “oh,” likе a love letter (oh)
is it mе or do these diamonds make ’em suck better?
i don’t know, but these m’s make me f~ck better
cut the b~tch off, now she want it like that one pastor
longsleeve, b~tches faint, they see me jumpin’ out
huh, my b~tch got an attitude, ho, let’s f~ck it out
pockets like a bible scripture, got a couple thou’
exterminator, i got rat b~tches runnin’ ’round
n~gga say he f~ck my b~tch, good, sl~t her out (good)
n~ggas cryin’ over hoes, put the onions down
no socks, i’m on the beach with my bunions out (ayy, ayy)
[chorus: cash kidd]
two phones full of big~booty hoes
cuttin’ up in traffic with my jewelry on (skrrt)
she just wanna suck it in the studio (ayy)
they keep tryna be me, but they be do it wrong
regular~ass thousand~dollar hoodie on
brown and red gucci on, look like tootsie rolls
i just had a threesome, both they coochies swole
tug of war, me and my b~tch pullin’ hoes

[verse 2: cash kidd]
cut everybody off, n~ggas scared and tender
got me hangin’ by myself like a caterpillar
he said his b~tch annoying, i beg to differ
she was cool than a mo’, i got neck and dinner
big ‘wood full of turtle, where’s master splinter?
bossed my b~tch up, now her exes bitter
we both gotta ball, rock, paper, scissors
paid cash for the watch like a babysitter
she my favorite eater, i’m her favorite n~gga
you know i got a hundred b~tches, it don’t make no difference
put the switch on that boy, call him caitlyn jenner
life’s good, i don’t even care to take no pictures (ayy)

[chorus: cash kidd & icewear vezzo]
two phones full of big~booty hoes
cuttin’ up in traffic with my jewelry on (skrrt)
she just wanna suck it in the studio (ayy)
they keep tryna be me, but they be do it wrong
regular~ass thousand~dollar hoodie on
brown and red gucci on, look like tootsie rolls (what?)
i just had a threesome, both they coochies swole (uh)
tug of war, me and my b~tch pullin’ hoes
[verse 3: icewear vezzo]
huh, rotc, yeah, i boot hoes
told that ho, “it’s death row, throw the snoop on” (b~tch)
whole crib full of groupies, it’s a group home
pipe tucked, i be iced up like the roof froze
ayy, the way you suck d~ck, where your bestie at? (where she at?)
shoot a n~gga with the right, where you left him at? (bah)
hundred racks in my pants, i bless a b~tch (yeah)
huh, chain full of snow, need a gretzky cap (ooh)
i’ma be rich forever, he ain’t gettin’ on
f~ck a b~tch at her crib while her n~gga home (ha)
same ones that was hatin’ gettin’ sh~tted on (yeah)
n~gga had a bag too, but he did it wrong
two hundred dollars for a line, we don’t trap weed (nah)
hit a b~tch from the side ’til her cat bleed
put a cooler on the chop, make his hat freeze (bah)
real gang member, roll rappers in the slap’ leaves
n~gga

[chorus: cash kidd & icewear vezzo]
two phones full of big~booty hoes (on god)
cuttin’ up in traffic with my jewelry on (skrrt)
she just wanna suck it in the studio (ayy)
they keep tryna be me, but they be do it wrong
regular~ass thousand~dollar hoodie on
brown and red gucci on, look like tootsie rolls
i just had a threesome, both they coochies swole
tug of war, me and my b~tch pullin’ hoes

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