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tumor tiddies! - kitchen gang lyrics

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red so rated r!

[hook: red]
s-x! x8
50 thousand on my chest! (chest!)
50 thousand on my neck! (neck!)
50 thousand on my vest! (vest!)
15 hunnid make her wet! (wet!)
s-x! x8
50 thousand on my neck! (neck!)
50 thousand on my chest! (chest!)
50 thousand on my vest! (vest!)
15 hunnid make her wet! (wet!)

[trickie]
me and yo b-tch have some s-x (s-x)
infinite glacier on my neck (d-mn)
d-ck down yo hoe on the bed (bed)
i d-ck down yo hoe on the bed (the bed)
pull up on yo b-tch, she givin me head
sell yo sister for some bread (what)
her p-ssy pink, her p-ssy rosy
i am not talkin bout red! (ok!)

[red]
i got a rose, i got a rose, i got a kami no rose (banvas!)
i got a b-tch, i got a b-tch, i make that p-ssy erode (yuh)
we gonna f-ck, we gonna f-ck, but we will never elope (nope)
shout out to trickie, i keep a bl!ckie, and i put my wrist on snow (bow!)
(aye!) huh
and i love my goons (goons!)
and i love my juice (juice!)
sippin on this juice (yuh!)
burn em like a jew (burn!)
chain on me like noose (aye!)
diamonds water, goose (ok!)

[yaro]
choppa eat a n-gga like a great white savage (grrrah!)
got my green like a cabbage (green)
yuh, p-ssy mean like a bad b-tch (wet)
yuh, feel like red, got my badges
smokin on that yola (yola)
sippin coca-cola (cola)
yo b-tch got ebola
diamonds on crayola

[trickie]
walk into december, now i’m feel like jaywalk! (iron defense)
pull up on your sister, make that lil b-tch suck my c-ck (my weenie)
never gave my real name out, so she call me the rock (flex)
call the game my bas-m-nt cuz that sh-t it be on lock (dont get out)
b-tch my d-ck be black, hit her from the back (the back)
pull up on yo b-tch and i’m gon put her on a rack (a rack)
pull up in a coupe (d-mn), pull up with my goons (uh what)
pull up on yo b-tch, and i cook her like some stew (ew x4)

[red]
i got new patek (yuh), i got new patek (ok)
yea i keep a f-ckin maws in my new attic (aye!)
i got big bands, then i go and add it
b-tch i keep a f-ckin choppa and it get subtractin (brrrrp!)
yea my b-tch eltnum, she an unknown actress (nope huh)
boy i’m runnin to the bank and i get cashin (d-mn)
ok my money neverlastin (huh)
i said my money neverlastin (yuh)
b-tch i’m broke, b-tch i’m broke (yuh)
ride my d-ck like a bike, no spoke (ok! huh! woah!)

[yaro]
tumor tiddies, she got tumor tiddies (aye!)
d-ck up in her kidneys, countin up these fifties (huh)
tumor tiddies (yuh), she got tumor tiddies (ok)
d-ck up in her kidneys, countin up these fifties (yuh)

a n-gga had to come thru with a quick lil 8 bar right quick. just for the b-tches. lil bit of money in my pocket. f-ck it. kitchen gang sh-t b-tch aye!!!!!!!!!

- kitchen gang lyrics

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