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back on - tenkay (rap) lyrics

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im back on my bullsh*t, mane this just how i feel today

these n*ggas turn they neck, see me, then they feel a way

1c came in the game and paved a way

we stackin, no starvin everyday a payday

ran up a check today and the next day

real n*ggas doin things that i can’t say

steel hit him in his chest, skipped leg day

g17 whip his back like the slave days

my white b*tch callin me master, i uno reverse it cause thats what they used to make slaves say

my black hoe set a n*gga up, call nae nae

mane n*ggas turn b*tch made, martin and shanaenae

me and brodie(based) look like craig and dae dae

these lil n*ggas really my kids feel like bebè
i feel gudda tezz, stay wit the ak

type of n*gga take ya b*tch, bring her back the same day

you f*ck wit dat lil hoe, she for everybody

pick her up, then i throw her, she gotta petite body

her p*ssy like tres leches, lot of cream on it

boa i am the n*gga who made you, lets be honest

and you could never touch me, but you could dream on it

in the function, like a lost wallet, im outta pocket

lmf40* not sorry for party rockin

i stay wit my dawg feel like sherman and peabody

walk in the trap, make it move, drop ki’s on it

you see my neck, i dropped about a ki on it

in the h, stopped by johnny dang, tell him
he could pee on it
boa how you the plug? you ain’t ever touch a p, stop it

n*gga i could address some sh*t but i ain’t gon speak on it

better watch ya step like forces without the crease on it

b*tch i found your address and the street that you sleep on

poles up, how we slide on down on n*ggas in a nissan

when tenkay come around, lil n*gga better be gone

gen 5 came wit a blue beam, obi wan

throwin negativity, i throw up my peace sign

these n*ggas p*ssy, when they bleed, use a tampon

im not that n*gga that you could put hands on

n*gga put it to the test, then his neck got slammed on

n*gga zay guap my shooter so dont get blammed on

with xavier(sobased) in harlem like juelz and cam’ron
we gon knock ya b*tch down after turnin the
cam on

cause you know thats my man, i had to put my man on

n*gga you is a b*tch if you can’t put fam on

big business what the f*ck i stand on

if i said it , i meant it, my word what i stand on

u used to be layed up crying till my tears gone

used to be afraid of dying, all my fears gone

tiger in the jungle lookin like shere khan

animal, you can not handle me b*tch

tenkay ain’t never been a amateur b*tch

im sick, hand me the claratin b*tch

my wife brazilian, not american b*tch

my drugs foreign, not american b*tch

ya music boring, we ain’t hearing that sh*t

my white b*tch in the trap and she choppin a brick

in houston where i be screwed up wit my clique

in a world full of zombies, i feel like brad pitt

n*ggas act for the camera, we call em brad pitt

i could slice a n*gga limbs right off of his sh*t

or put smoke in the air, leave him coughin and sh*t

never had a hand out, you can’t offer me sh*t

tell these labels tryn touch me suck my d*ck

ima break the silence, ima talk my sh*t

n*gga f*ck being passive, i ain’t settling sh*t

- tenkay rap lyrics

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