Lyrics:
me
They was fuckin with sketchers
Then we did durty it's to go harder
Niggas be broke imposter c jurrasic Play dead like possums
It can be hot outside
BE HUMBLE
These bitches the weakest
Not believe this (Noooooo)
Ay, I remember tuna sandwiches and
Buying cans of fish
Now one picks a nigga hands
I aint ever bout the Tuna.
Deep fry when things smelling fishy. Hate a person who be acting acting iffy. Stop bugging, it make me itchy.
Can't start
a score
Still go cop some hot Cheetos
From cornerstores
Might even hit up Wendy's
That 4 fa 4
But one thing gone remain
I was chosen hoe
She got cream all
a Chamber of Sweetness
Rhymes so hot Dumbledore will enquire
If I put my mixtape in the Goblet of Fire
I'm a one man gang, flabbergast with rap slang
You mad you mad you Veruca
You dress you dress like a puta
You smell you smell like a tuna
You broke you broke like a judah
You better better get
that night her hot
Humpy performance of "Anaconda" was part of
A medley, and it was followed by a quick
Costume change that didn't quite reach
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
monuments
The question is this: will they return with the hot shit?
Or keep it on the low flow
[Charli 2na]
Yo, and for you confused bastards, Tuna
Contaminated with the flavor and it goes like this, Tuna Fish!
I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan
Cashier at the J5 concession stand (Akil)
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me
to possess the gift
Combination with the flavor and it goes like this...Tuna Fish
[Chali 2na]
I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan
Cashier
to possess the gift
Combination with the flavor and it goes like this...Tuna Fish
[Chali 2na]
I'm amphibious, citizen with the lesson plan
Cashier
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
before, in my little snapshot album.
The night was dark and the hour was late,
She was kissing her boy by the garden gate,
Wouldn't she love to see page
Fuck mumble rap
Uh dubba dubba that, shit is hot garbage
I ain't bumping that
Drugs and some tats
Now you call yourself a rapper
Wrap it up
We've had
color hot banana
Vanilla coat seats piper made by Tropicana
Speakers do the wop rims do the macerana
This is Taliban Dipset Rocafella
It ain't
pronikat
Chtěla by mě tuna kurev polykat
Když je problém není problém si to vyříkat
Jsme tu jeden pro ostatní dva
Žádný label ale rodina ug8p hrdinná to jsme
jealousy get so suspicious
Mantras hit and acquit and shit it got you moving different
i'm out of tune - but please no tuna yo I'm mad nutritious
All I need
Yeah, today the big day
Been here four years, eleven months and twenty-nine hot ones
One more day and I'm a free man walkin'
Leavin' from
he's hot blooded and he lives in the sea
he's black and white on your colour tv
this is a story of fortune and fame
and now there's only charlie
the pussy's pulsating
and clitoris is hot my way I'm masterbating
waiting for the skin, but isn't all for me though
the pussy ain't shit fuck a bitch and her
in my cell phone for a new pager
Take off your blue tooth now dot com
I'm at the grocery store with hot moms
Bout thirty-five with at least two kids
a save
Nah stop hustle til me gone inna me grave
Every youth wa press eh bimmer hot
Suh when you done chap yuh go invest it inna stock
Ramp wid di money
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