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thumbin' - spalding lyrics

[intro: since99]
i’m off the molly, i’m quiet and deep (ahh)
they told me to stop, but i’m not imma tweak
caught me a body ain’t not even speak

[verse 1: spalding]
she was a fan, my d*ck in her hands
i spent a few bands, i better get big
hot like a [?], she wearing dior
i do not bore you, a monkey like george
the diamonds i’m rockin’, they wet like a sink
copped you a bag, yeah she a mink
hit up my phone, yes we can link
f*ck do you mean? the inside is pink

[bridge: spalding]
i’m taking this cash, bringing it home, then to the stash
i heard they mad, we stole his bag, then did the dash
i’m taking this cash, bringing it home, then to the stash
i heard they mad, we stole his bag, then did the dash
[verse 2: since99]
oh yeah
hop on my grind, b*tch i feel like a skater
i should have been on the cover of fader
boutta go treat that b*tch like a now and later
[?]
broken down bucket, it looking like mater
cheating on me, imma call her a slater
shooting sh*t up like [?]
chanel on my neck, and you know it’s a gator
b*tch imma slide when the sun down
i got your b*tch in the background
whole different hat, leave ’em never found
yeah i’m in love with the gun sound
pull up on us, serve a whole pound
putting checks up in the writing
shooting a movie like michael bay
drinking the lean out the pop!

[chorus: spalding]
thumbin’ through cash, hope i don’t crash
zoomin’ in a porsche, zoomin’ in a jag
you was in first, now you in last
thumbin’ through cash, hope i don’t crash
zoomin’ in a porsche, zoomin’ in a jag
you was in first, now you in last
[verse 3: spalding]
i’m off the molly, i’m quiet and deep (ahh)
they told me to stop, but i’m not imma tweak
caught me a body ain’t not even speak (shh)
i throw it in park and i hop it on feet
two in his top, he get popped when he blink
since99 with the flow unique

[verse 4: bronze420k]
[?], smoking on dank
boutta go hit a l!ck with my boy dave
pulling up fast, we take your gas
then we hopping out of the way
open the bag, straight kk
flipping a half, [?] to the face
i get the bag givenchy and louis
hitting your b*tch, she screaming like oowee
fiending for more, she want a round two*ee
not on my waist, i be sagging my trueys
stackin’ my money, then blow it at gucci
my b*tch she bad, she came from a movie

- spalding lyrics

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