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letra de tiddy cum racing - rae mills

[verse]
yo i’m just like bladee ’cause i drop a lot
gonna go and hit ’em with the block-a-lock
gonna go and hit ’em with the bam-a-lam
motherf-cker hit ’em with the yam-a-lam

i’mma say a bunch of syllables that don’t make no sense
motherf-cker man i hate mike pence
motherf-cker gonna hit ’em with the f-ck in my fist
motherf-cker gonna hit ’em with the rap ba-de-de

yo, i’m gonna block a lot (block a lot, block a lot)
i got the talk a lot (talk a lot, talk a lot)
i got the chocolate (cocola-chocolate)
i got the bobolate (bobola-bobolate)

i don’t know what i’m saying (what i’m saying)
i don’t know what i’m doing (what i’m doing)
i don’t know what i’m saying (what i’m saying)
ha ba de bafa luing (ahh!)

motherf-cker hit ’em with a airhead
mothеrf-cker hit ’em with bearhеad
motherf-cker gonna hit ’em with the f-ckin’ ear-ay (elephant ear)
i don’t even [?] ear-ay (y’know… like the- like the donut?)
i’mma gonna into the beer mate
man i’m f-ckin’ light headed (light headed, light headed, light headed, light headed)
motherf-cker hit ’em with the f-ckin’ bright lettuce (bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce)
motherf-cker gonna f-ckin’ hit ’em with a bullet
(bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce ah!)
motherf-cker gonna hit ’em with a f-ckin’ zulle

yo, motherf-cker gonna be able
gonna f-ckin’ do the weeknd like abel (yeah)
yo motherf-cker gonna hit ’em with a table
yo i got the usb-c f-ckin’ cable

yo, i f-ckin’ plug it in the f-ckin’ wall
motherf-cker put it in the motherf-cking ball
i don’t even think i got a f-ckin’ f-ckin’ spoon
if i did i think i’m gonna go into the boon

yo, f-cka-f-cka poon man
i don’t even know i got a boon man
motherf-cker go into the toon land
motherf-cker go into the goon land

yo, oh yeah zigzagoon
i think he’s the best (i really like it)
and i think you’re a loser
motherf-cker gonna hit you in the f-ckin’ n-ts-ck
motherf-cker hit you in the d-ck where the b-tt’s at (dumb b-tch!)
i don’t even know motherf-cker all i run that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf-cker gonna heeuh with a dug dat (yeah)
yeah motherf-cker strawberry like i’m bugsnax (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf-cker gonna vroom with a buh blah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[?] yo man i hit you with a bug blast (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf-cker gonna hit you with a nut blast (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf-cker gonna hit you with a duzzat (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf-cker i don’t even know who does that? (yeah, yeah, yeah)

yeah, i don’t even know what i said (nuh-uh nuh-uh)
motherf-cker gonna hit ’em in the f-ckin’ head (boom!)
motherf-cker gonna eat up all the f-ckin’ bread (boom!)
motherf-cker gonna -loud coughing- (boom!)

oh f-ck
i f-ckin’ la la
[?] (oh yeah)
motherf-cker them like i am scooby doo (you tell ’em)
motherf-cking going with a bark roo roo (lil b-tch!)

yeah, motherf-cker -chuckle- i don’t know
motherf-cker going into the store
yeah, what am i gonna do at the store?
gonna f-ckin’ rob it gonna take it to the bow (put your f-ckin’ hands up b-tch!)
(put it in the bag! put it in!)
yeah, gonna f-ckin’ hit ’em with a bow
motherf-cker hit ’em with a toe
yeah i’m gonna toe [?] ’cause they uh parkin’ their car
(my whole toe, my whole toe)
on my f-ckin’ front lawn

i don’t f-ck with cops
i don’t f-ck with police (nuh-uh)
motherf-cker hit ’em
motherf-cker fleece (whoop whoop!)

motherf-cker fleece
motherf-cker yo (whoop whoop!)
motherf-cker go in with my f-ckin’ f-ckin’ doe (whoop whoop!)

hey, i got my f-cking -garbled nonsense-
-more garbled nonsense-
i’m losing my breath
and i’m losing my d-ck
and i’m losing my c-nt
and i’m losing my beuuuaaehh (my c-nt is gone)

and i don’t even know what i’m saying anymore
motherf-cker go and i [?]
i don’t even know and dang it i’m dumbledore
’cause i f-cking died in the fourth one yo

i don’t even think he died in the fourth one
gonna f-cking hit ’em with a f-ckin’ sword-gun
if i didn’t then i’m gonna get a bun-bun
gonna f-ckin’ hit ’em with the bum-bum-bum (bum-bum)

yo, what am i doing? (what am i doing?)
what am i saying? (what am i saying?)
motherf-cker you better not f-ck around
i am not playin’

it’s a whole lotta orange (a whole lotta orange)
what the f-ck rhymes with orange? (nothing, nothing)
yo y’all are all boring
i’mma go hang with boris

yo, i’m like dora the explorer
motherf-cker hit you with a borer
i’mma gonna hit you with a sorer
motherman i got a got a f-ckin’ sore in my f-cking cheek (it f-cking hurts!)

motherf-cker man i go into beak
motherf-cker and i chuck you with beats
motherf-cker man i got you a treat
that is like tracks and i go into treasdajs

what the f-ck!?
(yeah, that’s it, that’s the track)
there we go!
(okay)

- rae mills

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