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air it out - pacman da gunman & yhung t.o. lyrics

yeah yeah
said she never met a n*ggah like me, no
baby, ima thug
ask around the city
they gone show a n*ggah love
we them n*ggahs sending slugs
really got it out the mud

pull up on that and we’ll air that sh*t out
pull up on that block and we’ll air that sh*t out
and i’m tatted from my face to my neck
what you think?
oh, baby ima thug

tatted on my face and my neck
i don’t take disrespect
we got glocks for the cheat
and it don’t cost to get stretched
before i give a n*ggas bands
i’ll do a n*ggah bad
i don’t need a under whip
i’ll do it out a jag
i done did a whole dash hope a n*ggah don’t crash
cause a n*gga to up
so this weed i won’t pass
n*ggah why you еven ask
all these hunniеs, do the math
say she want a n*gga like me
cause her n*ggah did her bad
said she never met a n*gga like me, no
baby, ima thug
ask around the city
they gone show a n*gga love
we them n*ggahs sending slugs
really got it out the mud

pull up on that and we’ll air that sh*t out
pull up on that block and we’ll air that sh*t out
and i’m tatted from my face to my neck
what you think oooh baby ima thug

say she ain’t never met a n*gga like me
bout my business and i keep it crackin in the streets
say her last n*ggah had a cuban it was hallow
i ain’t never been no what use to take her to mcdonald’s
take her to the hood every time she embarrassed
use to send him to the store
he a mark it’s apparent
he a small pup in this big world
get on yo sh*t i think it’s time to be a big girl
hold you down, roll this wood pass it to the homie
if my main b*tch come you don’t even know me
in the mean time b*tch you gotta blow me with the roofcray
can’t stick around for free you gotta learn to shoot packs, b*tch
said she never met a n*gga like me, no
baby, ima thug
ask around the city
they gone show a n*ggah love
we them n*ggas sending slugs
really got it out the mud
pull up on that and we’ll air that sh*t out
pull up on that block and we’ll air that sh*t out
and i’m tatted from my face to my neck
what you think oooh baby ima thug

say she don’t like my attitude when i’m sober
if she speak on it then she know that it’s over
all these gang tatts you could tell i’m a n*gga
in the late model foreign with a big gun in it
when i pick you up you gotta blow me raw
like the sloppy when i’m done you gotta wipe me off
no destination blow me down pch
where the music at
f*ck it play el’ema

told the chauffeur pull it over
told the b*tch to bend it over
put those legs up to yo shoulders
make it nasty till it’s over
do it slow, do it fast, speed it up till you squirt
put my thumb in yo b*tt let me know when it hurt
said she never met a n*gga like me, no
baby, ima thug
ask around the city
they gone show a n*gga love
we them n*ggas sending slugs
really got it out the mud

- pacman da gunman yhung t o lyrics

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