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letra de cahuenga - tennisboywill

[verse 1]
in la for the weekend
she wan’ f-ck, she tweakin’
i got all these hoes on me for the weekend
for the weekend, for the weekend
i got all these hoes on me for the weekend
she wan’ f-ck, it’s cool
yeah, it’s cool with me
f-ck me in this jeep
got her wet all in these sheets
baddie on me, [?]
n-ggas hatin’, talk is cheap
i drop bread all on my feet
he want verses, pay the fee
f-ck n-gga, why you hate on me
’cause he see my money long, long
i hit thеn she long gone
i be so high whеn i’m makin’ a song
she like “tennis i love all your music”
she come over then i do her
i get packs and then i move ’em
all this gas, i’m runnin’ through it
i’m runnin’ through it
all these hoes i’m runnin’ through ’em
she want me, don’t wanna do her
if she bad i’m down to do it
said if she bad then i’m down to do it, down to do it
got bread attached, she gon’ lay me down, i wanna do her
yeah i wanna take her home
i hit a girl, i wanna bone
i’m in la on the road
gettin’ these bags, i’m on a roll
i count all my dough
and i do my shows
big bag dough, i brag and boast
she drop low she gettin’ soaked
big bankroll, you n-ggas broke
this big ol’ thang it ain’t no joke
give me brain and she like oh
all in her mouth when she give throat
[chorus]
big ol’ thang, slide skrrt skrrt
big ol’ chain, ‘preme on my shirt
i’m on some new sh-t, you on some old sh-t
i’ma just hit a lil’ hoe with the trojan
she droppin’ sh-t and she wet like the ocean
hit with no feelin’, can’t do no emotion
she sendin’ me hearts and all they emojis
vegeta my body but i feel like broly
she causin’ drama, she don’t even know me
i pray to god, they all holy

[verse 2]
heard she a thot, shawty she hoeing
count up the guap, baby i’m growing
ride with the choppa, i feel like i’m 20
ride on my d-ck and she feeling so h-rny
i got the guap, n-gga you owe me
shawty a thot, no matrimony
n-ggas be all in my face
i tell that lil’ boy get away
i bust a nut on her face
shawty, she wanted a taste
i’m rollin’ up, feelin’ so great
i’m vibin’ when i’m in la
told my girl that we runnin’ away
told my shawty we runnin’ away
n-ggas be all on my d-ck, i swear that these n-ggas be g-y
i ride with the choppas on me, we finna go have a parade
[?], but i swear that sh-t cliche
it’s young tennis bae
came in with the gang
swear i’m gon’ have a fit if i don’t have my way
these hoes, they come my way
hit then go mia
i’m in a faster car
i pull up switchin’ lanes
[chorus]
big ol’ thang, slide skrrt skrrt
big ol’ chain, ‘preme on my shirt
i’m on some new sh-t, you on some old sh-t
i’ma just hit a lil’ hoe with the trojan
she droppin’ sh-t and she wet like the ocean
hit with no feelin’, can’t do no emotion
she sendin’ me hearts and all they emojis
vegeta my body but i feel like broly
she causin’ drama, she don’t even know me
i pray to god, they all holy

- tennisboywill

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