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clockedt - seventvevo, seven thomas lyrics

y’all be k!lling me toxic masculinity
mind yo m*th*f***ing business
when it comes to seven t
diamonds on my chain
lift the roof like it’s the seventies
why the f*** you even
thinking bout a n*gga s*xually ?

n*ggas don’t get fresh with me
i spray the room like it’s febereze
air this b*tch out !
for ever thinking you can come for me
lay this b*tch out !
on the floor in*front of company
pop you in the mouth and call my cousins
for your company
n*ggas “acting hard” really shows their
femininity
they be in my business but
nosey a female tendеncies
i been getting paper
thе haters can never send for me
i be uninvited but guaranteed
there’s a chair/cheer for me

don’t you m*th*f***ing stare
shades on my face don’t be lookin
at yo’ glare

honestly who y’all compared
is like plastic cups to golden silverware
stop being so judgy
‘fore ya insides
leave the place ugly

why you always looking ugly ?
stank face but you softer
than some huggies
okay
am i the trend?
cause everything i did they do it
let’s not pretend !
that i am not the main influence
yall n*ggas sick,but it’s not
giving influenza
yall ain’t no rappers y’all some
m*th*f***ing influencers

timbs on for the drills
gemstones in my m*th*f***ing
grill

get some
m*th*f***king sk!ll
hating on me
but you watching on the
real

block a hater if i feel
or i may wanna clock a b*tch
like dr.phil
and try to find the major real
the reason that i got these
n*ggas feeling’ ill

i knock ya dreads off your shoulders
i pop a b*tch like a soda, i papa n*ggas like sons
then i pull off in a rover i’ll push a n*gga like clovers
and run em down in toyota
put that be up in bolder they taking c as in cover
they ducking smoke as in doja i’m on ya head like like fedoras
im getting green like gamoras want that smoke like a taurus
im cutting ties like a florist, i got them trees like a forest
made yo n*gga a runner but so he can never
be forest
drop my top watch me pop my
sh*t
pop yo top, watch me clock
that b*tch
crop yo top when i off
yo sh*t (yes?)

gauntlet fist bout to
rock this b*tch

walk yo b*tch watch me
cluck yo nig

uhh

whoop they dad then i drag
the kids

clock them hoes for irrelevance

clock these hoes for the ignorance!

okay

- seventvevo seven thomas lyrics

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