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letra de saturday morning (tuesday remix) - yung turkey & dill pickle

[chorus]
on a sat-rday
on a sat-rday morning
on a sat-rday
on a sat-rday morning
on a sat-rday
on a sat-rday morning
on a sat-rday
on a sat-rday morning

[verse 1: yung turkey]
turkey turkey in this b-tch
i’m sipping it
slipping it
feeling it
every b-tch in this place
getting high
high as f-ck
“we-gon’-touch-the ceiling” lit
and we can’t be held down
in this building and
flying up
tuesday
turkey in this b-tch
in the my oven
take it out, put it in
you know it’s a dozen
turkeys
turkeys
turkeys is my cousins
doing it for the woods
putting on for the goods
turkey
turkey motherf-cker

[chorus]

[verse 2: dill pickle]
yo
yo
uh
i’ve been thinking about getting dreads, yo
there’s a purple girl stuck in my head, yo
where she go?
i dont know
it’s snowing over here
sh-t’s looking like some blow
snort it
oh sh-t! my mom aborted
wow
get the skateboard so i boarded
kickflips every summer down by the lake
hit of this weed
“how it feel?”
i say “great”
pickle still loving
pickle still loving them grannies
pickle still getting their saggy -ss mother-f-cking
slapping all their fannies
i should learn a f-cking grammy, mother-f-cking
i call my grammy grammy
she a mother-f-cker
downing wine like it was lean
96 dbg that’s my f-cking team
yo
put a banner in the sky
f-ck, i’m so real i shaved both of my thighs
wow
money to the eyebrow
money every sound

[chorus]

- yung turkey dill pickle

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