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tsunami (remix) - future lyrics

[intro: future]
yeah
free bands
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: future]
push start, put the trunk in the back
4 or 5 under the seat with the mac
codeine with the ak
codeine in the stacks
robert red, had my way the sack
had my way with these rats
had my way with these racks
had my way with these gnats
take a linc’ out your prezy
put some mink on your back
got that [?] in the [?]
i keep more snow than aspen
snowmobile with a baddie
panoramic on xannie

[verse 2: richie billions]
i’m hurricane, i’m hurricane
ay, baby, your b*tch know my name
f*cked your city, that’s [?] the game
packin’ psycho money, so insane, huh
i’m in the buildin’ [?], she gon’ blow me
changed my name, now they actin’ like they know me
wanna front, but you know these n*ggas owe me
i can’t mean it in the bed, i get nauseous
these n*ggas feisty in the cut, actin’ lowkey
door with the hammer, it’s emergency
yeah, popped up and i’m pimpin’
i walked up and i’m limpin’
ain’t makin’ love, i’m sinnin’
i cut her off, she came back
i told her, “i need interest”
i’m dripped up from [?]
ain’t got no love for a thot
sellin’ p*ssy to us, they cop
my hoes never got caught
my main b*tch got stocks
my bottom b*tch sell rocks

[chorus: future]
i’m tsunami, yeah, i’m tsunami
i’m goin’ dummy, yeah, i’m goin’ dummy
in richard mills, spendin’ two hunnid
money follow n*gga, money comin’
uh, i’m in a [?] trenches just for the loyal
i spent half a million dollars on rollies
i got a [?] bustdown like they stolen

[verse 3: future]
i keep some activism bars and i’m goin’
when i’m passed the moon, i call all my b*tches mercury
i’m impeccable, she wanna go to work for me
yeah, draped up, but don’t [?] me
i’m caked up, but no pimpin’
i’m makin’ love to them fishes
i’d cut [?], bring ’em back and i’ll still dodge the penitentiary
i’m iced out in my socks
ain’t got no love for no cop
i’m sittin’ low on a block
i’m ten toe on the block
my main b*tch can get swapped
she didn’t already get narced
[?]
[?] b*tch by the [?] side of my car
i just brought a b*tch to the [?]
she can get catch a boss n*gga off the top
i ain’t never changed no p*ss ’cause i got rocks all in my socks
i’m servin’ in my surgery, little presidential reeboks
them free bands be the death of me
when i leave, leave ’em ten drops
got a new rari, got a new bugatti, got everything in stock
throw a pool party down at my [?]
[?]
had fish gear with a dope barrel
ain’t goin’ nowhere without a glock
got an og, got a young n*gga, can’t wait to split your top
put a hood on, got a [?] on, don’t call a 5 with that voss
you can put it on, vvs’d on, you can tell that sh*t cost
i’m sleepin’ on the floor in the livin’ room
still playin’ with that [?]
you gave up on me and made me go hard
i’m a millionaire, it’s your fault
i’ll still take your ex*b*tch, can’t afford to take no loss
just stay down when you comin’ up
i ain’t never leavin’ you out
we got weed fields in canada
we ain’t never gon’ sell out

- future lyrics

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