letra de teletubies - lil tony official
[intro]
mm, mm-mmm
yuh, mmm-mmm
yuh yuh yuh
[verse 1]
they up with the vibe, the night off
spend the night then i’m f-cking the lights out
spray the drums i should cut all sum lights off
paper chasin i’m hustling from the corner
i remember i was sleepin’ on the floors
being real never came with awards
a whole lotta fake friends in war
on this rap n-gga sh-t what for?
upping scope with a point on the board
making money moves i’m getting rich for the boys
n-gga go through a lot so i pray to the lord
i don’t go for a lot playa sh-t to the core
[chorus]
nah i don’t do no hugging
f-ck that lil b-tch then i go i cannot be hubby
i cannot be a buddy, f-ck on a hoe then i go i j hope she don’t love me
pocket fat teletubbies, all of these motherf-ckers chubby take racks out they stomach
and the trench is a dungeon, i throw that d-ck down her throat like a motherf-ckin’ punch
vv cold like a tundra, breaking down on you still running but it get exciting
we come home from nothing, my young n-ggas hustlin’ just so we could turn into something
[verse 2]
gucci, ooh, zara sweater, givenchy shoes and dolce leather
if a n-gga wanna die i got personal stretchers
like the ambulance, i got these personal stretchers
in the boat, they wasn’t paddlin’, that why i left
that lil ho ain’t average, that why i love her
my family would die for me, that why i love ’em
these n-ggas is p-ssies, so def’ i ain’t stuntin’
i’m k!lling ’em, i put these f-ck n-ggas under
i’m drilling, n-gga will shoot up the summer
i’m feeling it, a young n-gga hot as a sauna
these b-tches on d-ck come get me h-rny
bad b-tch, gimme drop
he want sum’ p-ssy, that n-gga a dummy
we got dropped ’cause his dumbass [?]
can’t do nun but laugh, but this sh-t ain’t funny
[chorus]
nah i don’t do no hugging
f-ck that lil b-tch then i go i cannot be hubby
i cannot be a buddy, f-ck on a hoe then i go i j hope she don’t love me
pocket fat teletubbies, all of these motherf-ckers chubby take racks out they stomach
and the trench is a dungeon, i throw that d-ck down her throat like a motherf-ckin’ punch
vv cold like a tundra, breaking down on you still running but it get exciting
we come home from nothing, my young n-ggas hustlin’ just so we could turn into something
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