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salsalito (feat. tiny timb & mike mezzl) - $tanza the rapper lyrics

[intro]
coming to you hot from jamaica, queens
it’s the homecoming kings of the corner store
929 records presents
mike mezzl
tiny timb
and $tanza
ayo, this is the real anthem for summer ’23
we reckless
k*famous
this one’s a shout out to your local smoke shop, man
ay
make some noise

[hook]
she know where me meat go
me tell her take a seat, hoe
now bop to the beat, yo
we hot like salsalito
when she call me home depot
right ‘pon me balsa she go
we part of the freak show
and hot like salsalito
yuh

[verse 1]
when i pop up, she call me colonel
sanders man, make her feel the burn
cranking my chicken, i’m winging my words
i fill her with white like her body’s the ‘burbs
bodega p*ssy with the purr
may i put mayo all over your curves?
roll?
sub?
what do i prefer?
gimme the latter and let her refer
to me as sir
and be assured
she’ll be on her knees when the meat is served
but be concerned
my beef’s a burden
i’ll breach her cervix
and leave it hurting
it’s curtain call on her v*card
after going at it with the foreplay
wasn’t difficult to get my d hard
now i’m painting the walls of her womb with my dna
d*mn
she do whatever i want, whatever i say
with no safe word, i’ll break her
i’ll taunt and berate
litmus paper in my face
drop the acid and the bass
got three hoes on my roster
so it’s christmas every day
yuh
on my rooster like a booster seat
watch it doodle*doo when she use her feet
got the dogs out, not the poodle breed
she a mutt sl*t, finna do it in heat
big and bad, but i’m wearing a sheep
when i wear her out, she won’t make a peep
i’m a tom and i’m waiting to take a peek
at her holland tunnel when she take a leak
i’m
gobblin’ the green
eating mary jane out
when the munchies hit, i’ll punch a b*tch
and take the same route that i always do
follow up the bondage with a spot off the n
pull up to the deli
rip her top off and then i
hit a home run
she call me chestnut when i wet those buns
f*ck for fun
never get no sons
ain’t never gonna let her belly get rotund
no children
ain’t no kidding with duh goats in the building
i poached it, i k!lled it
her lily is wilted
and my d*ck is a rock, i’mma slap it like will did
i’ll yank my kn*b until my johnson’s unresponsive
call up bronson, cuz i finna pull a dolphin
only finish when the b*tch is unconscious
pull up with the pod
not the ganja product i promised
and if i’m gonna be honest
(heh)
my plug is a dummy
in a jungle of concrete, i’m a hunter of cunny
i flaunt no money
(why?)
cuz i come from the mud like a viet cong
pho with noodle, find me at kong
fortunate son cuz i’m singing my song
live from nyc, the empire city
929, b*tch, you can’t go wrong
[hook]
she know where me meat go
me tell her take a seat, hoe
now bop to the beat, yo
we hot like salsalito
when she call me home depot
right ‘pon me balsa she go
we part of the freak show
and hot like salsalito
yuh

[verse 2]
it’s tt, hoe
i crack her like a cheat code
i call her to release loads
my b*lls in her like free throws, like
in her basket
i hump her like a rabbit
my hunger make it rapid
i jump her like i’m ratchet, i’m
sn*tching her chain and whip
she don’t complain a bit
only ’bout the pain if it’s too much
she use my d*ck as a toothbrush
switching up positions
cuz i’m quick to get a new rush
i ain’t stressed, but i’m squeezing on a stress ball
just so i can practice when i’m going for a b00b clutch
tiny timb, when i’m in, i be too clutch
bless her with my finger
got her calling it the jew touch
yuh, yuh
i’m a gringo
tossing ’round my b*lls
like she calling out bingo
banging on her drum like i’m ringo
boutta make me cum like mandingo
and i live for the fl!ck of the bean
what i mean is i live for the fl!ck of the pinto
i feel refried smoking on the indo
meat inside, salsalito in her stink hole
[verse 3]
hope she learn her lesson
we could’ve just been texting
this is my confession
we need a sparring session
hope she learn her lesson
we could’ve just been texting
this is my confession
we need a sparring session
she came to my house
to finish the song
could’ve been eating
so am i wrong?
i’m gonna take your girl
then i’mma rock her world
i’m gonna need my plate
while i’m l!cking her face
then i’mma lay her down
and make her smile
you wanna stay with a rookie?
say “oh no” like cookie
i’m a big goat, not a rookie
we turning it up
in 3, 2, 1
what?
[hook]
because she know where me meat go
me tell her take a seat, hoe
now bop to the beat, yo
we hot like salsalito
when she call me home depot
right ‘pon me balsa she go
we part of the freak show
and hot like salsalito
yuh

- tanza the rapper lyrics

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