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tuffer - lil scrappy lyrics

[intro]
as i get this money
p-ss these busters
the game gets rougher
skin tissue gets tougher

[verse 1]
i’m so out my mind that my brain is hard to find
merlot, not my wine
how you doing? i’m doing fine
where you’ve been? i’ve been on my grind
they say i’m broke, them n-ggers lyin’
spit that dope when n-ggas buying
there’s no hope but n-ggas trying
n-gga’s p-ssy, v-g-n-l
playing with that beef i turn you into a vegetable
your girl having thoughts of me, s-xual
don’t get mad at me, get mad at my t-st-cl-
i’m the prescription b-tch, antidote
2 shots motherf-cker, medical
where the bucks at and are they gettin no action?
i got the n-gga stomach hurting just call it contraction
you n-ggas playing so fugazi and you wear it well
i can’t be lazy, buy mercedes for my baby girl
looking for me, i’m somewhere across the f-cking world
f-cking up the money with no condom like the p-ssy scared

[hook]
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
nigerian, nigerian hair
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
tuffer than, tuffer than nigerian hair
nigerian, nigerian hair

[verse 2]
scr-ppy for the hustlers, merlot for you busters
cooler than the fair, but b-tch the money keep me stuck up
i hear them n-ggas sayin tell them n-ggas shut the f-ck up
cause i’m still getting bread b-tch balling like butler
and i don’t need bragging ho, i’m just being valid
i’m digging dollar pallets, yes i’m winning like i’m khaled
got a fetish for that lettuce so i’m moving like i’m ready
chips, the bust, what the f-ck, tell them n-ggers we can bet it
yeh i said it f-ck your credit, we can put it all on debit
i’mma curve you like nike, ho, go ahead and check it
stay inside your lane, you can’t steer in my direction
mel gibson flow, b-tch, call it lethal weapon
i’m textin another b, cause the last one wasn’t doin sh-t
and i’m stupid rich, with a foolish whip
e pluribus unum, y’all counterfeit

[hook]

[verse 3]
aiight
stampede, d-mn b
b-tches coming at me, all they see is jewellery
all over scr-ppy
but not me, merlot
can’t be no virgo
racing to the money and i’m jumpin over hurdles
i treat it like a track meet
honey you’re the trap skeet
b-tch press the mothaf-ckin game like an athlete
n-ggas got amnesia like they don’t know scr-ppy
b-tches know my mothaf-ckin name, (what?) nasty

i get it, get it, get it, i’m gone
i get it, get it, get it, i’m gone
i get it, get it, get it, i’m gone
i get it, get it, get it, i’m gone
i get it gone, i get it gone

[hook]

- lil scrappy lyrics

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