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lirik lagu tay b - laughter

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[verse 1:]
these lil’ n-gg-s make me laugh because they funny
you ain’t seen five bands and this today money
these n-gg-s ain’t got “tay” money
they ain’t even got my bae money
they ain’t got a buzz so they want some clout up out me
any b-tch you ever wanted, want her mouth around me
and i don’t do my b-tches wrong but i dogged yo b-tch
but that’s because mine bad and yours really ain’t sh-t
and i don’t gotta write nomo the beats be speaking to me
b-tch do not play with me knowing you a rookie
i get to going on these songs, and feel like a bully
this ap say automatic but i keep a fully
i won’t look at n-gg-s, like a author the judge be tryna throw the book at n-gg-s
my pops came home to seven figures like that cookin’ n-gg-
my last name should be “ball” like that hooper n-gg-
and we play with gold birds you still getting whoopin’s
he thought his b-tch was kidnapped but naw i just took her
n-gg- you can’t beef with me you still got a curfew
i came up off white i feel like im virgil

[hook:]
huh, aye these all facts lil n-gg- huh
just pulled out yo b-tch tracks lil n-gg-
i ain’t gotta beat yo -ss ill smack lil n-gg-s
put a n-gg- straight to sleep f-ck a nap lil n-gg- huh
(x2)

[verse 2:]
yea, walk inside my crib, it feel like a maze huh
yo b-tch saw me and she was amazed
n-gg- you ain’t really eating, you ain’t seen no meals
boy you ain’t getting money, you ain’t seen no mil’
i need the phantom, hopping out off—white flannel
new range rover with the steps ain’t got door handles
you ain’t getting chips b-tch you poor, how do you handle?
you a get hit with this 50 like i knew admiral
yea, ball in heaven to my n-gg- jalen
when you died i swear to god so many n-gg-s played you
we just gone let em k!ll they self, that’s just what it came to
when you was here you was doing the sh-t they still can’t do
i swear to god, f-ck the judge and the jury n-gg-
b-tch i been balling like that jewelry n-gg-
yea, “1942” got me with blurry vision
do not testify, cause we gone k!ll the jury witness
how the f-ck the feds catch you and you get a bail ?
that mean you wasn’t really getting money then
or on the other hand that mean you bouto tell
or you prolly told, sh-t n-body knows

[outro:]
d-mn
these lil’ n-gg-s make me laugh man
all facts lil n-gg- huh
get yo sh-t together


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