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lirik lagu tmb (can) & j neat - y fi dat! 2 (rainforest remix)

[intro: tmb]
(holy f~ck my n~gga)
(likkle boy, cry, cry likkle boy, cry)
(i don’t sip that b~tch)
yeah, yeah
holy, i swear to god
up in the spot, your b~tch is like “yo that n~gga’s buddys long”
and tell her don’t watch that, b~tch
b~tch, f~ckin’ wh0re

[verse 1: tmb]
yo, shorty said “i’m neeky”
beat that p~ssy mod, leave the floor creeky
i can’t f~ck that b~tch if she is not beefy (beefy)
i know brodie f~ck a big ting for the free free (for the free free)
holy, brodie so mod (so mod)
bad b~tch with a bawty she so bod (beefy)
i don’t hold the camera, i let my cro vlog (vlog that)
bad b~tch, i pull up hit her with the trolla
holy, holy, holy
yo, beat so mod got me bouncing my shoulders (bounce that)
b~tch got a big bawty, look like boulders (boulders)
it’s a bag ting if she look like an ogre (grr)
no, say the nans creamy like some yogurt (duty nans)
bawty so mod and it gave me a b~n~r
i just wanna bonе her, n~gga no dits
i might have to k!ll her, i don’t want kids (nеver that)
broski tell these f~cko~bawty b~tches wagwan
i don’t want kids, i just want bawty
run up on me and i hit him with a shotty (bing)
i like my food dry, but we came saucy
bod b~tch, and she’s tryna nyam pon c~cky
[chorus: tmb]
let me find out yuh wifey dat (why?)
likkle boy, that’s a man, why fi dat (why?)
you got a man, baby, you nuh haffi lie fi dat (lie)
let me f~ck you, him haffi cry fi dat (likkle boy)

[verse 2: j neat]
i’m just in a black truck rolling with a chauffeur
i’m just with the shooters and they’ll turn a n~gga over
i’m just with a bad b~tch, i’m just tryna poke her
know she wanna f~ck but i don’t even know her
n~ggas, they hoes, goin’ mod for the nauns
you ain’t gotta ask, got a glock in my draws
shorty shakin’ ass and she pop to my song
i was doin’ shrooms in the back with the dawgs
know i do it neatly, said she want an amigo, then she getin’ freaky
tell me a wish, it’s all grand like a genie
know that i got the sauce on me, tahini
no ruthchris, goin’ to mcdonald’s
bad b~tch, and she look like a model
in the club, probably poppin’ them bottles
she wanna come, tell the b~tch just follow, uh

[chorus]
let me find out yuh wifey dat (why?)
likkle boy, that’s a man, why fi dat (why?)
you got a man, baby, you nuh haffi lie fi dat (lie)
let me f~ck you, him haffi cry fi dat (likkle boy, cry)

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