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letra de yoga - chuuwee, money montage & eli mcfly

[intro]
yeah
n-gga (ayy)

[chorus]
thugs over computer, now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing
thugs over computer (over computer), now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing

[verse 1]
jane porter, call me tarzan in the trees
i hear fan calling, jump inside the foreign and i leave
i hear lames buggin’, telling me they wishing they was me
i hear shame talking, n-ggas angry with mе ’cause i [?]
they could name off mе, that’s what you be tryna do for weeks
gave the game you, you was in the lecture, falled asleep
that’s how lames do you, always tryna keep you from the cheese
changing lanes on ’em, now them n-ggas hardly getting sleep
harley quinn with me, she got contrabanded beaks
[?] twins sigs with me if the situation get sticky
come and spin with me, i got plug during pandemic
i just made a plan, started whipping both my hands in it
we got vip and all the bottles, bring your friend with you
eyes on me everywhere i go, i have my mans with you
take the stand, i ain’t telling sh-t, that’s the man in you
baby mama crying for my freedom, bring the d-mn tissue
[chorus]
thugs over computer, now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing
thugs over computer (over computer), now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing

[verse 2]
now i be duckin’ huntin’, bird dodgin’
man, y’all n-ggas in the club drunk, bird watchin’
’bout the cash, jumper splash like a t-rd dropping
n-gga timid ’bout the money, think his nerves got him
and it’s mcfly the clout god if you ain’t heard ’bout him
i hit the road with somethin’ bad, they got some curves spotted
i let the fetty, doggie, right now, your words lower
if you ain’t puttin’ in no work, you don’t deserve flowers
boy, i be skatin’ like i’m wheezy, i could f-ck her, that’s too easy
know these wan’ delete me, that’s just because they couldn’t be me
pullin’ up, i’m more than hot, i be walkin’ on the ceilin’
fake n-ggas blendin’ in, feel surrounded by chameleons
why they wanna see me go? man, i swear this crown is [?]
i ain’t ’bout to say too much, movin’ silent, movin’ daily
rats and ate spaghetti, get the fetty ’til i’m restin’
and when it come to issues, i don’t do the internettin’, man
y’all n-ggas be some (ayy)
[chorus]
thugs over computer, now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing
thugs over computer (over computer), now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing
thugs over computer, now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing
thugs over computer (over computer), now i’m duck huntin’
make me wanna touch somethin’, let me calm down
smoking on a crushed onion, you do no thuggin’
tryna up the score, f-ck it, ’til my blood rushing

- chuuwee money montage eli mcfly

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