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tiger woods - nfa tommy lyrics

(intro)
it’s nfa
ya’ll need to catch the f*ck up, you feel me
i’m in my bag fr

(nfa tommy)
i heard your mans broke tryna donate plasma
i ain’t tryna cop the new whip till i can drop the phantom
this some real exotic pack, it came straight from alaska
i poured a eight of wockhardt and created a black phantom
smoking real exotic cookie, i developed asthma
i be on the moon off the wock like i work for nasa
i got a cheap pint plug, he stay in tampa
i used to get the vicodin’s and perc’s straight from my grandma

i treat the d*ck like a present and i’m a skinny santa
how you broke but you flip packs man you ass backwards
my dog busy tryna shoot like behind a camera
i tried to punch a brand new glock but it said invalid

was gripping ass too long and i got a callous
i always knew that i would be a star, i never been to dallas
you eat mcdonald’s i eat steak, we on different palates
talking sh*t can get your ass beat like you play for kansas

i got a big zip of strong, i need $300
i was young and dumb but i knew i would amount to sum
im trapping [?] with the scams, i know the feds coming
pull up with my slime and roll it down like andre drummond

i get the pack off smooth like its made with b*tter
yo team ain’t balling whole roster got wack jumpers
nfa vs. your team that’s a royal rumble
i hit a hoe too hard from the back and pulled out her frontal

im so deep in this b*tch, she got a long stomach
gripping on her ass i told my girl she got a fat b*ttock
i talk spicy on the beat cuz i’m out the oven
my b*tch do anything i say like she my lil puppet
shove my d*ck down her throat, gave her concussion
you the type of dude sit in your crib drinking robitussin
pull up with no mask on like covid’s nothing
the state was on lockdown but i had the trap jumpin

ups keeps the packs coming
i got a fiend when she ain’t got no money, she get to sucking
my ex b*tch want me back but she a runner
i stirred up the pack with an old*school louis slugger

told my b*tch she got to pay me i am not a hugger
i need the top i’m tryna have my b*tch eat me up like supper
she wasn’t tryna suck my d*ck, unless i cuddled
it made me mad i went an punched the wall and i broke my knuckle

yeah, if i was craig i would have popped debo
sold him fake pills he still got high off ah straight placebo
when you shoot it’s like shaq when he at the freethrow
i poured a qualitest in a blue raspberry calypso

it tastes so f*cking good
i spilled some on the floor and then i l!cked it right off the wood
the type of b*tches that i’m f*cking you wish you could
i hit a hoe with a golf club i feel like tiger woods

- nfa tommy lyrics

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