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letra de follies - yung rudd

[intro]
yeah
whoa
yeah
look
heh

[verse]
girl you know i like the way you’re dancing
-ss big, so a rudder glancing
gyal just wok and shake de d-mn ting
’cause i ain’t really down for romancing
watchin you climbing that pole though
making a rudder go loco
that -ss, it buildin up confidence
it rising up mih lolo
gyal is u lettin me poke though?
asking me how big it is
wouldn’t you like to know? o-
k you can see it … no jojo
d-mn… whoa whoa
so deep down in your throat though?
wood extending like you’re getting lied to by pinnochio
nah, i ain’t from tokyo
but i’ma eat that sushi
then we go bull just like it’s a rodeo
until i’m ready to soak you

why go to follies if you don’t want a freak
your chances like memphis, they’re 100% bleak
how’s my marijuan? on fleek
i’ve got a ton of teak
done know i could produce if you wanna beat
love them t–ts
ain’t talking pearly whites
but i could give you some of that on top of it

get it?
talking ’bout biting nipples and j-zzing on jugs
pum pum approved, it get the stamp like i k!lling some bugs
moaning while i’m filling you up
s-x is coffee level, got keeping me up to the tee
’til you let me spill on your mug
want a towel n-gg-? i’z a chivalrous thug
apple bottom, i go take a bite, then nibble your buns
feels like a p-rn with sinnamon love, sara jay
lisa ann, make me skeet nah dan
feel like a million bucks
twerk it ’til you sharp knife… gimme the cut
that pum pum is the g.o.a.t., you should call it billy or something
face like olivia munn
show them double d’s
have a rudder moving like i’m south park timmy, so dumb
after u want tlc? what? i’z chili or sum?
for you to hit the blogs and gossip, like iz jimmy or sum

bun that
actually, don’t mind if i do
you’ll catch a contact
for weed i’z a backer, but no jamaat
wait… what’s that? go raw?
pssh… you’re really high
’cause i ain’t coming into contact
without straps

double entendres
got ’em on lock like a rasta’s…
hair
excuse me lil’ mama
digging them outfits you love to…
wear
twerking your charm for
this trini n-gg- to stop and…
stare
i got me some condoms
so come around like karma…
gear finna drop to the floor floor floor
clap that -ss, bend over touch your toes toes toes
here it goes
uh
first take a suck of the lolly
i’ll give you the wood, bun a holly
that’s what a n-gg- be thinking
when i see strippers twerk it at follies
bands

[outro]
yeah dawg
that’s my fantasy, you know what i’m saying?
heh
get it? bands? fantasy?
yeah
even my ad libs have metaphors
b-tch

- yung rudd

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