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letra de tubman - ​squillo

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tubman lyrics
[intro]
lay that n-gga down b-tch

[chorus]
kick in your trap n-gga, here i’m coming (fah, fah, fah)
[?] him on trails, n-gga, like i’m tubman
shoot that boy up, throw him in the oven
lookin’ like turkey n-gga, with some stuffin’
f-ck a n-gga b-tch, then i’m really dubbin’ (lay that n-gga down b-tch)
[?] on this earth, then i’m f-ckin’ [?]
i get to the bread n-gga, always hustlin’
[?] the opp party, then i’m buggin (aye, huh)
i’ll air this b-tch out n-gga, i ain’t tusslin’
they be like “d-mn squillo, why you buggin'”
there’s too many d-mn shots, you ain’t duckin’ (fah, fah, fah)
can’t f-ck on this thot if we ain’t f-ckin’
i’m finna be up n-gga i ain’t strugglin’ (fah)
can’t play with the sh-t, n-gga, i ain’t jugglin’

[break]
lay that n-gga down b-tch
fah, fah

[verse]
these n-ggas on dark plugg, that’s them (uh, huh)
i don’t even f-ck b-tches, n-gga, i’m a simp
i’m poison to n-ggas, yeah, i’m really fent’ (what)
my b-tch real bad, man they really tens
shoot a n-gga in the head, n-gga, leave a dent (uh, huh)
i question myself, am i heaven sent? (fah, fah, fah)
[?], i’m finna [?]
hood n-gga, yeah you know i’m from the trench
[?], n-gga never on a [?] (uh, huh)
he the opps, n-gga where the f-ckin’ wrench
smoke his ass, n-ggas gas with some scent
hang a n-gga, on the motherf-ckin’ fence
burn a n-gga, in the woods, in a tent (fah, fah, fah)
i started this sh-t, i’m not top ten
[break]
lay that n-gga down b-tch

[chorus]
kick in your trap n-gga, here i’m coming (fah, fah, fah)
[?] him on trails, n-gga, like i’m tubman
shoot that boy up, throw him in the oven
lookin’ like turkey n-gga, with some stuffin’
f-ck a n-gga b-tch, then i’m really dubbin’ (lay that n-gga down b-tch)
[?] on this earth, then i’m f-ckin’ [?]
i get to the bread n-gga, always hustlin’
[?] the opp party, then i’m buggin (aye, huh)
i air this b-tch out n-gga, i ain’t tusslin’
they be like “d-mn squillo, why you buggin'”
there’s too many d-mn shots, you ain’t duckin’ (fah, fah, fah)
can’t f-ck on this thot if we ain’t f-ckin’
i’m finna be up n-gga i ain’t strugglin’ (fah)
can’t play with the sh-t, n-gga, i ain’t jugglin’

[outro]
lay that n-gga down b-tch
fah, fah

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