my day 2day - ralfy the plug & 1takejay lyrics
[intro: 1takejay]
(420 tiesto)
wait, hol’ up, i’m finna turn this b*tch up
[chorus: 1takejay]
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
[verse 1: 1takejay]
if your favorite hobby suckin’ on thе d*ck, come be my ho
if your p*ssy wet likе raging waters, b*tch, i’m tryna go
if your favorite artist lil yachty, b*tch, come drive the boat
your n*gga sellin’ clothes that stay afloat, lil’ b*tch, i got it on
cuban links with vvss on ’em, put you in your feelings
like the sun, my sh*t shinin’, i’m not even under the lights
if her ass fatter than your pockets, n*gga, get out the lights
we not opps, but n*ggas’ b*tches keep on sayin’ it’s on sight
i don’t waste money on no b*tch, but gucci fittin’ her waist right
i got the keys to your b*tch house, she always let me spend the night
she a neat freak, she keep her p*ssy shaved right
she kicked us out ’cause ralfy keep on dirtyin’ that sprite
[chorus: 1takejay]
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
let me tell you ’bout my day today, handlin’ business
a fifty*piece out of mei ling crib, i found the kitchen
blew a n*gga down, he hit the ground like he was a whippet
don’t ask me how much i made today, it’s none of your business
i be talkin’ crazy, don’t let that bother you, i got mental illness
what happened to all them poppin’ rap n*ggas? they put ’em on the shelf
i never asked for a handout, got it by myself
four*five*nine special as i was climbin’ under shelves
diamonds water, i can go swimmin’, michael phelps
i’ll get a n*gga a spankin’, buy another belt
in the club like who you bank with? i’m tryna find another wells
[?] tell you what i did today, you n*ggas might tell
the plug
[chorus: 1takejay]
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
let me tell you ’bout my day today, this b*tch keep trippin’
look down, her shoes tied, my d*ck got her in her feelings
stroke a b*tch to death, so much d*ck her ancestors feel it
stroke a b*tch to death, she can’t breathe like she off the whippits
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