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Artist: Kid Trunks
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Scene (feat. Flyboy Tarantino & Kin$oul)
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Scene (feat. Flyboy Tarantino & Kin$oul)
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Gling, gling, gling (huh)
Bloop, bloop
That's the sound of that sauce zippin' in your bitch pussy
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break
If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like usain
Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe
Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip the whip into the shake
Push to start, hit the gas, in yo' face
Shake that ass, shake that ass, make it quake
Can't escape, from this fate, it's way too late (yeah)
Get them bands, I'm so in love with the profit
Two foreign hoes, from the tropics, rolling tropic
Saliva swappin', got me feelin' hella' nauseous
When I'm off the perky, feeling like nothing can hurt me
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break
If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like usain
Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe
Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
I can't trust a soul (oh no)
My pocket on swole
I wan't some ice, I need that glow
She look nice, she givin' throat
Earlobe full of gold, like I sold my soul
She a thotty, me and my partner ran laps around that hoe
We ran a train, feelin' like thomas
Beat it like ronda, beat it like micheal jai
Touch my pen let that bitch spray
Catchin' a case, I put that in the paint
Feelin' like usain [?]
They told me I got a lot on my plate
They told me I got a lot on my plate
Knock it off, boy you're soft
Please just stop it
I can't take no loss
We takin' off just like rocket
Bitch I'm a boss
Feelin' like me, I'm with the stove
She want that water like voss
My dick gon' fit in like cross
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break
If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like usain
Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe
Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
See the comma, don't be frontin' with words
I got four bitches and your hoe is the third
She gon', fly fuck my friends just call her a bird
That's the [?] your vision is blurred (okay!)
Stone cold, switch blade
In your mothafuckin' rib cage, johnny cage
You don't get your fuckin' rent paid, it's a shame and
You ain't fuckin' on a damn thing
You a lame, lil' bitch (okay!)
Stone cold, switch blade
In your mothafuckin' rib cage, johnny cage
You don't get your fuckin' rent paid, it's a shame and
You ain't fuckin' on a damn thing (no you're not)
You a lame, lil' bitch
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break
If I, see a pussy talking bread, I'm like usain
Bitch you runnin' 'cross the map, ain't no fucking place is safe
Boy you goofy and I'm 'bout to fuck your momma in her face
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Betty crocker whip my wrist, I whip my wrist until it break (uh)
Until it break (uh)
Until it break (okay)
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