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letra de threw in the towel - slimeaveli

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[chorus]
i get too much coochie yea i need to to slow down i be smoking on pounds where you at? out of town we shoot sh-t like movies got unlimited rounds i woke up in her mouth i still ate in the drought…i heard you thew in the towel i made my plug smile i my momma proud i milked them phones like a cow im finna gone go legit my b-tch want me to slow down,yeah, my b-tch want me to slow down

[verse 1]
my b-tch want me slown told her i can’t right now 2 weeks in and out of town you know i’m moving thru quiet i will not make a sound unless i see something worth it then i might take it down that b-tch wrote on my page told that b-tch take it down yo mcm be in the club twerking dancin’ around i ain’t leanin’ at the moment i’m just sipping on the brown them bank rolls got yo slimeball limpin’ around i’m like the nerve of these n-ggas they trynna kick it but i’m straighter than a perm on them n-ggas ain’t no handshakes i don’t want the germs from them n-ggas send my phones i already accept the terms on them b-tches free red i just threw a lil curve on them b-tches

[chorus]
i get too much coochie yea i need to slow down i be smoking on pounds where you at? out of town we shoot sh-t like movies got unlimited rounds i woke up in her mouth i still ate in the drought…i heard you thew in the towel i made my plug smile i my momma proud i milked them phones like a cow i’m finna gone go legit my b-tch want me to slow down,yeah, my b-tch want me to slow down

[verse 2]
yo b-tch say that sh-t you doing low-down you say you the bread winner its the other way around if you can’t swim you gone drown that sh-t weak boy you wild copy fool nem style who?,what?,when?,where?,how? i will shoot off yo crown,blow the roof off yo house, then shoot off in a coupe out south with 3 b-tches that’s a group d-ck all in they mouth balmain with the ralph 5 hunnid a calf 2 hunnid an ounce watch how you sit on that couch i was bred to be different you don’t give head b-tch you trippin’ you suck my d-ck then you winning d’usse,rosé in my liver yea i want the same billin’ i’m a call you to ship it

[chorus]
i get too much coochie yea i need to slow down i be smoking on pounds where you at? out of town we shoot sh-t like movies got unlimited rounds i woke up in her mouth i still ate in the drought…i heard you thew in the towel i made my plug smile i my momma proud i milked them phones like a cow i’m finna gone go legit my b-tch want me to slow down,yeah, my b-tch want me to slow down

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