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letra de grammy oscar emmy - wuntayk timmy

[intro]
clique clan the family
i just be feeling like i need to show n-ggas what’s poppin’, yeah
(one take, no mistake, slap it in the oven, easy bake)

[chorus]
grammy, oscar and a emmy
they ain’t f-cking with lil timmy
for that bag i move around like santa, n-gga for the smoke i’m in your chimney
don’t be choking when you’re near me, let me focus on busy
fully focused on the grizzy, even though you’re oklahoma city
yeah, ass fat but she skinny, no waist but she hippy
peace with me i’m a hippie, squeeze it … empty
reload, i got plenty more whеre that came from, tempt mе
grammy oscar and a emmy

[verse 1]
they got me woke, yeah, i had a dream i was broke, yeah
walk around looking for hope, woke up like f-ck it i wanna sell dope, what would my family do if i choke
go down that road, how would they cope
hop in the coupe, foot to the floor
i had the two, i wanted four
this sh-t turned me up, she was on my d-ck, yeah
now she a dyk-, d-mn, i might turn her back, i promise i might
i might just give her the time of her life
she ride the d-ck like she riding a bike, its like riding a bike
might f-ck up her sight, my left wrist is bright
my timing is right, i run out of patience on ’em
shouts to my city, they said i was local, i went for the nation on ’em
and shouts to them haters ’cause they give me energy and i don’t even waste it on ’em, gotta conserve it
my sh-t so dope, oh my god, i could serve it
this just a warning for cops and their urges
without no warrants, you not finna search it
i’m not finna feel it, i swear to god on my children
it ain’t no stopping the feeling, i’m feeling like i got a million
its like the godfather we filming, mafia mob in the building, handguns and choppers really what increase the peace
man cause it ain’t no stopping the k!lling
i don’t need a job thats appealing, theres a difference between robbing and stealing, n-gga be a man
young n-gga fly as peter pan, feeling like i won’t never never land, close to the money with the rubber band, she ever leave ill never love again
she tryna make me fall in love again
i told the b-tch knowledge is power
shout to my windows it’s power
remember my milk it was powder, this is real life doe
i’m tryna hop on a flight doe
freaky enough that she might go, yeah yeah
n-gga pull up looking right though, auto correct like a typo, yeah yeah
can’t be concerned with the micro, stay with the burner, im pyro, n-ggas jump ship with no lifeboat, these is my n-ggas for life doe, n-ggas been riding since iso, don’t believe the hype when they hype though
i make sure i keep all my dawgs close and all my shortys on a fido, short leash and a tight rope
uncle norman told me pimp hard, (rest in peace), 8ball told me pimp hard, shoo fly i’m sick of being bothered
sonning n-ggas that i didn’t father
save all that sh-t for your mammy, i’m on my way to miami
i ain’t even packed, she with that drama, i can’t even act
she with that drama, i can’t even act like i care, yeah
that’s why they can’t stand him
tryna duck off with a chocolate dancer
the blacker the berry, the sweeter the panther
i remember jacknem was hopping on candles
we started traffic and dodging the van’ll
now i’m in traffic getting topped in the rental
right after her back, getting shots like she ricky
i’m picky, these n-ggas aren’t solid, these b-tches are tricky
draw on a rat, whether minny or mickey, i’m feeling like disney
he p-ssed as a kidney, i cruise with the tommy, my business is risky, these n-ggas is fishy like 42 all in vicinity, hoes can’t forgive me
young b-tches love me, these old ladies dig me
i’m goals, they defend me, in no way offend me
that clover is with me like scotland is me
i need a grammy, oscar, or emmy, can’t force an opinion
can’t forge an original, pick a side, go to war with the criminals
so unforgivable, n-ggas say more than subliminals, but of course im visible
don’t make a n-gga pop all up in your videos, diddy bop
yeah shorty shot like a mini bop, she let her friend, call it friendly fire, hit her friend, call it remy ma
they ain’t f-cking with lil timmy dawg, haha (hadouken)
[chorus]
grammy, oscar and a emmy, yeah, they ain’t f-cking with lil timmy, nah, you wanna battle, n-gga, nah you got it, n-gga you coldest in the city, and these oceans love to l!ck me, she want me to come over for a quicky
fell asleep and woke up with a hickey, when i get home she gon’ k!ll me, already know they wanna k!ll me
i got the juice they wanna spill me, you n-ggas cloth is so silky
you n-ggas coffins’ on timmy
and this sh-t ain’t cost him a penny
n-gga, grammy, oscar and a emmy n-gga

- wuntayk timmy

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