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letra de kirsty - teebofg

[intro]
tee-bo, tee-
(spuddy)
tee, tee
come on, huh, tee-

[chorus]
certi, man just hit about thirty shots of the mac-10, leave a man dirty (tee)
i got a white girl, callin’ her kirsty
pink moscato on deck, i’m thirsty
you wanna scout for gyal, you’re thirsty
ten min’ when i hit like thirty
twenty min’ when i hit like forty, huh
check that gyal, she’s naughty, huh
arch that one for the batty, can’t arch or bop if i don’t fling leg out (brrrr)
the mandem a jook when the mandem step out
if a man try chat bad, bring that lead out
sweep that scene, dead out
the mandem got in the [?] brought that ped out
he got dead out, she got dug out
everyone dug out, everyone dead out

[verse 1]
g-lock, have it on deck
free promo, me i got gyally on deck
you don’t know, me i got honeys on text
[?], brudda just give me a text
messaging me, had to sever him
long nose beret’, i shoot like bellingham
me i got h-lla [?] of ketamine
me i got h-lla hoes doin’ the migraine sk-nk
they call me the cyber-man, i come round there and i light a man
i know you p-ssed off when i sight a man
i hit that once, she crying, d-mn
light two spliffs in ‘dam
you know me, racks [?], d-mn
my name is teebo, f-ck all the spam
you know me, me i just shoot it, shoot it
[chorus]
certi, man just hit about thirty shots of the mac-10, leave a man dirty (tee)
i got a white girl, callin’ her kirsty
pink moscato on deck, i’m thirsty
you wanna scout for gyal, you’re thirsty
ten min’ when i hit like thirty
twenty min’ when i hit like forty, huh
check that gyal, she’s naughty, huh
arch that one for the batty, can’t arch or bop if i don’t fling leg out (brrrr)
the mandem a jook when the mandem step out
if a man try chat bad, bring that lead out
sweep that scene, dead out
the mandem got in the [?] brought that ped out
he got dead out, she got dug out
everyone dug out, everyone dead out

[verse 2]
everything dead, got a g-lock under my bed, best gimme some cred
when i hop on the booth, every man goes dead, that’s silence
one [?], them man go silent
left-right hook, then l!ck him up, tyson
she suckin’ me up like the hoover, dyson
look man, you wanna chat about violence?
come then, listen up, chat ’bout violence
got twelve firearms on me, licenced
got twelve bands and you n-ggas are minus
couple of racks in my lv duffle
baggin’ the dirt with my bludclart shovel
look brudda, you wanna chat? man scuffle
what is the plan? let’s bludclart huddle
my blasian ting asked, “where are the cuddles?”
i’m stuck on the block like bludclart blu-tack
look brudda, i’m in a rush like sunak
look brudda, you wanna [?] soon, akh
these ciggydem bun up my chest, no flu akh
certi, man a just hit about thirty shots out the mac-10, have no clue akh
f-ck all the chat, put man in the boot akh
boot at man, you know i’ll boot back
shoot at man, you know i’ll shoot back

- teebofg

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