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letra de tiger (v2) - fivio foreign

[intro]
bordeaux and non native
yoz, what you tellin’ me?

[chorus: pop smoke]
look, you know i love a tiger (traphouse mob, rrr)
she got the buns, i admire (hol’ on)
i’m ’bout to buy that b-tch a car
i’m ’bout to send rd the wire (wait)
you know i love a tiger (wife)
i skrrt on her ass like a tire (skrrt)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (ayy)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (woo)

[post-chorus: pop smoke & fivio foreign]
.44 barkin’ (ayy, hol’ on), louder than a church choir (huh)
i do a drill in a suit (huh), then i change my attire (look)
she throw her ass back, in a quick sec’
change her clothes and then make a snapchat
then she gon’ talk about it on her facebook (uh)
i’m like, “baby, i thought wе was past that” (yeah, look)

[verse 1: fivio foreign]
she like wavy, go to thе weed spot (uh)
when i deep stroke, i hit the sweet spot, i do (uh)
when i talk to the p-ssy, i beat box (baow)
shawty a baddie (shawty a baddie)
remind me of kim kardashian (uh)
she left him (left him), her ex angry (lil’ b-tch)
she need to get past that n-gga (uh), she only use him for a cash app (yeah, she only use him for a cash app, uh)
i see an opp gettin’ clapped at (grrt, baow)
big stashed, stashed at (uh)
i got a rap b-tch, what’s the rap facts (uh, got a rap b-tch, rap facts)
you would never know i had that (nah, uh)
i’m too smooth (huh, i’m too smooth)
i’d never tell them what i’ma do (nah, boom)
that sh-t go boom (boom)
we can’t wait ’til we run into you
i’m too smooth (huh, i’m too smooth)
i’d never tell them what i’ma do (no cap, no cap)
that sh-t go, “boom” (boom, boom)
we can’t wait ’til we run into you (grr)
[chorus: pop smoke]
look, you know i love a tiger (rrr)
she got the buns, i admire (hol’ on)
i’m ’bout to buy that b-tch a car
i’m ’bout to send rd the wire (wait)
you know i love a tiger (wife)
i skrrt on her ass like a tire (skrrt)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (ayy)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (woo)

[post-chorus: pop smoke & fivio foreign]
.44 barkin’ (ayy, hol’ on), louder than a church choir (huh)
i do a drill in a suit (huh), then i change my attire (look)
she throw her ass back, in a quick sec’
change her clothes and then make a snapchat
then she gon’ talk about it on her facebook (grrt)
i’m like, “baby, i thought we was past that” (baow, look)

[verse 2: fivio foreign]
she got the body of a – (uh, huh)
i ain’t never been a thottie lover (i didn’t, huh, nah)
i f-ck her (f-ck her)
i give a f-ck on n0body’s brother (i don’t, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah)
i give a f-ck on n0body’s brother (ahh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
we made it litty n-gga, now they love us (yeah, uh)
this .40 gon’ bark (boaw)
and that shooter gon’ disappear into the dark (uh, skrrt)
spark (boaw)
you knew he was dead, ’cause he left his mark (grrt)
i got a spanish mami from the throne (uh, i do)
she love me with all of her heart (she do)
she doing her job and she playing her part (no cap)
what more could i really want? (baow)
[bridge: fivio foreign]
(i got a spanish mami from the throne) uh, i do
(she love me with all of her heart) she do
(she doing her job and she playing her part) no cap
(what more could i really want?) (baow)

[chorus: pop smoke]
you know i love a tiger (rrr)
she got the buns, i admire (hol’ on)
i’m ’bout to buy that b-tch a car
i’m ’bout to send rd the wire (wait)
you know i love a tiger (wife)
i skrrt on her ass like a tire (skrrt)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (ayy)
she like, “papi, you on fire” (woo)

[post-chorus: pop smoke]
.44 barkin’ (ayy, hol’ on), louder than a church choir (huh)
i do a drill in a suit (huh), then i change my attire (look)
she throw her ass back, in a quick sec’
change her clothes and then make a snapchat
then she gon’ talk about it on her facebook
i’m like, “baby, i thought we was past that”

- fivio foreign

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