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letra de tuesday and thursday - paasky

whoa whoa whoa
whoa
whoa whoa whoa
whoa
whoa whoa whoa
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whoadie

jayarson
(verse )

whoa kemosahbee
big ballin’ is my hobby
these b-tches call me papi
i be drippin’ in versace
take them hoes to get hibachi
try to jack us kamikaze
man i hate these p-ssy n-ggas swear to god that i’m a n-z-
call me roley how they watch me
i’m on the go they cannot stop me
gotcha la b-tch on my d-ck she a option
she lovin’ the blades when i chop she a bopper
turnin’ the speakers up man she a popper
i murder that p-ssy just like it’s the opps
thе neighbors be hearin’ thеy callin’the cops
i’m movin’ that work i just got me a block ooooh
(chorus)

whoa i’m from new orleans ya heard me
we don’t give a f-ck we serve the dope on tuesday and thursday
hit the highway get that work ridin’ dirty ya heard me
in the kitchen with the chicken yea we servin’ them birdies
whoa i’m from new orleans ya heard me
f-ck a sunday we might second line on tuesday and thursday
my og said keep it playa i spent 4 on a jersey
only real ones in my quarters we don’t be on no bourbon

paasky
(verse )
jay them boys ain’t bout no bread i think they on that keto
in this b-tch with my la’ whoadie but i call him migo
swear these n-ggas all my sons in española that’s mi hijo
she blowing green on top that white we call that sh-t mojito
i smell like bond and grigio
they like my style and lingo
red hot pepper got em’ sweatin’ need a towel like 3,4
she wanna take a selfie with me then upload like vevo
f-ck all that boy, that’s when fat boy hit her with that g though
like what’s happenin’ shipa’
i’m a gangsta’ rapper writer
i’m just tryna’ cut somethin’ let a n-gga samurai ya’
told me boy you really turned me up like the amplifier
told her sh-t, we only gettin’ started like the appetizer
(chorus)
whoa i’m from new orleans ya heard me
f-ck a sunday we might second line on tuesday and thursday
my og said keep it playa i spent 4 on a jersey
only real ones in my quarters we don’t be on no bourbon
whoa i’m from new orleans ya heard me
we don’t give a f-ck we serve the dope on tuesday and thursday
hit the highway get that work ridin’ dirty ya heard me
in the kitchen with the chicken yea we servin’ them birdies

- paasky

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