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timberlands - lacedchase lyrics

knocking pounds of your figure at the point of a finger
watch my stock pile bigger i’m a white boy so you know i can’t say…
in the jungle or the field still can’t say…

ain’t no homie gonna hoe me watch me hold it down and these hoes be on my d-ck but they couldn’t hold me down keep it froze snow c-ke looking like a northern town heard that b-tch cold dope but she couldn’t cool me down sipping on that gatorade your b-tch looking taylor made blonde hoe no dough bet she part of taylor gang keep my mind sharp sh-t might catch a fade, b-tch i’m at ya neck like might catch a fang when the door rang next sound was a bang then the next after that make a f-ckin ear rang you gon’ feel it in your head like that sh-tty sharp pain wanna diss me better miss me like a sh-tty shot’s aim

funny thing is p-ss-es don’t know ya name still talk all that sh-t like they don’t know the game walk in this b-tch and they don’t know the fame like i’m gold in this b-tch and i go notre dame flow on this sh-t like it came off a page you just ride on my d-ck like you ride on the wave and you ride on your boss’s just so you get paid and you paying a b-tch just so you can get laid wait

why you taking d-ck for the fame
heard you tryna get away from the f-ckin pain
pain in yo heart cuz the last did the same
pain from the hurt it just made you insane

doubt that i’m here imma make her bust down in the same old sh-t with the same old clown make the same old b-tch sing the same old sound like i came for this sh-t and i came for the drought like i came just to pound and i came for the pounds
takin yo money and takin yo ounce
takin yo b-tch and i’m takin yo house
takin that sh-t like i’m takin yo spouse

still talk all that sh-t so i’m shutting yo mouth i still play in the field b-tch you playing around so i play with the feels and now you wanna pout?

lemme hit it quicker than these p-ss-es pull the trigger knocking pounds of your figure at the point of a finger
watch my stock pile bigger i’m a white boy so you know i can’t say…
in the jungle or the field still can’t say… in the game earned my stripes like tigger b-tch i’m blowin big trees so i f-ckin say timber f-ck timberlands… f-cked yo b-tch im the bigger man then i f-cked another hoe know she a bigger fan blow me like a bigger fan pop another hoe bust down take a bigger xan
now that b-tch in a different land
now that hoe can’t comprehend what the f-ck i just said
(now that hoe can’t comprehend what the f-ck i just said)

- lacedchase lyrics

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