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trap talk - taedawg lyrics

[hook: tae dawg]
dressing up the brick like it got a court date
send me the tracking, it’s on the way
f*ck having a threesome i’m tryna have a four*way
grab two friends, make it a date
sneak diss ooze gang we coming around your way
b*tch we got glockas and we got k’s
i was tryna book the b*tch like a tour date
she with her boyfriend, he in the way
he tryna slide he suicidal, sean kingston
hot sh*t inside him the f*ck was he thinking
shooter on molly santan he ain’t blinking
b*tch if i get in that jam i ain’t’ speaking
you can get hit in your top like your abraham lincoln
and this choppa pulsate give him a beating
hе tried to pump fake n*gga you teasing
lil dog boy your ass still t**thing

[verse: tae dawg]
stay still bеfore your ass stop breathing
lost nut and don we ain’t never stop grieving
stand over top of him, don’t stop squeezing
3 am they just woke up a demon, i mean it
them glizzies steaming, its kel and its kenan
b*tch i get prepared cause i knew he was scheming
how the f*ck is you scared? on the net you a demon
he turned to a reverend cause he didn’t mean it
i still send my prayers to the most high
n*gga better say his prayers, we at his neck like a bow tie
bow, .45, looked him in his eyes ain’t no soul inside
i need to be inside an insane asylum
you could be a stain too if you stand beside him
i’m riding.. with the opps that they hiding
where the oxy’s at? i be vibing
open up the mac but nah’ i’m not typing
open your mouth not your legs, you trifling
pull up like remember me? f*ck the titans
glock 29 and it strike like lightning
[hook: tae dawg]
dressing up the brick like it got a court date
send me the tracking, it’s on the way
f*ck having a threesome i’m tryna have a four*way
grab two friends, make it a date
sneak diss ooze gang we coming around your way
b*tch we got glockas and we got k’s
i was tryna book the b*tch like a tour date
she with her boyfriend, he in the way
he tryna slide he suicidal, sean kingston
hot sh*t inside him the f*ck was he thinking
shooter on molly santan he ain’t blinking
b*tch if i get in that jam i ain’t’ speaking
you can get hit in your top like your abraham lincoln
and this choppa pulsate give him a beating
he tried to pump fake n*gga you teasing
lil dog boy your ass still t**thing

- taedawg lyrics

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