Fingers Hurting
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She live in Fort Lauderdale & I'm closer to South Beach I told her to come ova, she said, okey, don't fall asleep She say she can be my housewife & keep my house clean I said said shut the fuck up, put this dick back in yo mouth please I don’t see nothin' wrong wit sum' mouth & lip service Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch I didn't answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service My new Nina just told me that she sick of bein' a virgin Baggin' up the work fo' an hour, fingas hurtin' Let my bitches help me, befo' they leave I check they purses Sorry fo' the wait, the confusion, the disturbance Got me movin' weight, prostitution, & these verses Whipping in this kitchen, in the trap house wit my shirt off I'mma get these millions & I put that on my first born Got that ol' Juvie bumping, talking bout the 3rd ward The DA was a dick & the judge was a jerk off Got a bad bitch by the curb & like a curve ball Let her drank 2 much, now her pussy smell like Smirnoff Sleeping on chinchilla boy I'm cozy like a fur ball Fuck the otha side nigga we could have a turf war Sorry fo' the wait I had to drop this part II & shit Just to let ya know that a nigga still doing it Working like a slave on my Roots part two shit Got to let em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi bitch Bop bop bop Fuck on me wrong get the hammer Thank God I'm home from the slammer was gone fo' the hammer Stomp in the yard like a gamma, niggas was going bananas I'm calm like a camel, I'm smoking that strong like a Camel I bet my life when we gamble Y'all shipping keys we shipping grand pianos, I'm in that Lam Diablo Pew like ammo, I'm gone, two fingas up bitch I'm gone Rich foreva Jerry Jones, I got to hustle Keeping my dust in Destiny, like the house of Dereon This plane that I'm on is private, my very own So no checking my carry-ons She sent the picture, naked, I said it’s on But she live in Fort Lauderdale & I'm closer to south beach I told her to come ova she said okey, don't fall asleep She say she can be my housewife & keep my house clean I say shut the fuck up & put this dick back in yo mouth please I don't see nothin' wrong wit sum' mouth & lip service Tunechi muthafucka tighter than a pinch nerve, bitch I did answer my phone said I couldn't get service My new nina just told me that she sick of bein' a virgin Now I don't get excited nigga, I just get excited I don't get invited to these bitches pity parties I don't do narcotic even tho a nigga got it Counting all this money I feel like I got arthritis Begging up the work fo' a hour, fingas hurting Let my bitches help me, 'fore they leave I check their purses Sorry fo' the wait, the confusion of disturbance Got me movin' weight, prostitution & these verses Whipping in the kitchen in the trap house wit my shirt off I'mma gon' get these millions & I put that on my first born Got that ol' Juvie bumping, talking bout the third ward The DA was a dick & the judge was a jerk off We yellin' suwoo, suwoo, suwoo, yeah ya hear us yelling Su-woo, su-woo, suwoo, blood gang nigga & its the sorry fo' the wait 2 & I'm so sorry fo' the wait 2 Sorry fo' the wait I had to drop this part II & shit Just to let ya know that a nigga still doin' it Working like a slave on my roots part two shit Got to let em know that Lil Tunechi is still Tunechi bitch
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