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the boys - ​tenkay (rap) lyrics

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[intro: tenkay]
dj double o, n*gga
ayy, got a trap house singing in august like alsina
i don’t think the boy can see me like john cena
spin that sh*t

[verse 1: tenkay]
ayy, got a trap house singing in august like alsina
i don’t think the boy can see me like john cena
got a freak ass b*tch named lakeisha
she gon’ let me hit and go home, then her baby daddy beat her
finna rob a n*gga, his name martin
that b*tch that i’m f*cking on [?], i’m f*cking on gina
they suspended my license, but swear to god
i’ma still hop in that car, whip that b*tch like [?]
n*ggas ratting like chucky and steady playing all them games
while you could be getting your cheese up
trying to be like majinblxxdy, counting my motherf*cking monеy
while smoking on gas with my feet up
baby saying she love mе, you just trying to touch on my dough, ho’
you cannot get it from me, uh
n*gga looking for his ho’, why you asked? i ain’t seen her
man, whatever she say, boy, you better not believe her
n*gga looking for his ho’, why you asked? i ain’t seen her
man, whatever she say, boy, you better not believe her
tried to suck on my d*ck, told her bye felicia
that b*tch is a dog, better put her on a leash
move solo, you can’t say that i need ya
i stand on my own, who the f*ck said i need ya?
pockets fat, stick out the front like a lean gut
1c, seb, the legendary team up, yeah
uh, i’m trying to get higher than a b*tch
if i don’t like the [?], then i’m throwing a fit
boys ain’t making no noise, let me know when they did
b*tch, i was fourteen, all about my hustle like nip
rolling sixties, all my hundreds be crip
better be cautious, i just mopped the floor, don’t slip
real god in this rap game, sh*t not a myth
i’m down in your street, boy, tell me where you is
said there’s smoke in the air, i’m inhaling like wiz
n*ggas pulling out beams like revenge of sith
girl, i just want some brain, might jack in the [?]
talk down on my name, i don’t know who you is
shoutout my n*gga [?], i feel like swiz in the stu’ making beats
in the stu’ with xhris, we do this sh*t with ease
in the stu’ with xhris, you know we making heat
come through slashing, friday the thirteenth
baby, come suck this d*ck and i’m not saying please
just suck on my d*ck, baby, now you can leave
it’s your b*tch, i got proof if you do not believe
asking me it’s tenkay, they don’t believe
i’m the first man to make money grow off a tree
kicking sh*t like waaah, bruce lee
tenkay smoking competition like a loose leaf
uh, i’m done with the beef, turn a new leaf
my money be tall like [?], cash rule everything around me
b*tch, i do all my stunts, feel like lucas lee
n*ggas like cezz, can’t get no p*ssy, so they f*ck with girls that’s only thirteen
miss zayguap, i want that n*gga free
man, i miss zayguap, i want that n*gga free
ain’t no label giving me no chain, ’cause i ain’t no slave
i walk in this b*tch, misbehave
b*tch, it’s only 1c and they riding that wave
man, i feel like homelander, ’cause i ain’t going to save
man, i feel like homelander, ’cause i’m really better than you in every motherf*cking way
my b*tch could beat a n*gga ass like princess [?]
back [?], don’t say sh*t to a n*gga
stormfront, i don’t even f*ck with these n*ggas
trying to a*train, better run from me, n*gga
tenkay, there can’t be no other me, n*gga
tenkay do what he please and say f*ck your permission
back to what i’m used to, i been through with that dissing
thought you was off the hook? man, we just going fishing
i’m so evil like xhris, nothing like a christian
me and acid in houston, carrying the city
[verse 2: xhris2eazy]
shut the f*ck up, ’cause i can’t even think
gas so strong that i can’t even blink
shut the f*ck up, ’cause i can’t even think
gas so strong that i can’t even blink
shut the f*ck up, ’cause i can’t even think
gas so strong that i can’t even blink, whip in the kitchen, f*ck her on the sink
feel like cam’ron, pop out with a mink, he my son, kiss his ass on the cheek
shawty bad and she got the double d’s, all my hoes ain’t got busted t**th
all my hoes got real pretty feet, giving out swag, but it’s not free
want a feature? then you got to pay me, i been off of some drugs lately
d*mn, my momma really starting to hate me
double cup, got me feeling wavy, couple percs, now i’m feeling lazy
top shelf, got me feeling hazy, they say i’m the underground jay*z
they say i’m the underground fifty
leave you underground, leave you six feet
they say i’m the underground fifty
leave you underground, leave you six feet
when she f*ck me, told her, “use your feet”
me and tenkay f*cking up the beat, i’ma run a train on this f*cking beat
i got lots of sauce from my og, weed so strong, it smell like cheese
when i’m on the camera, i don’t say–
when i’m f*cking on her, she like, “xhris, please”
bean kicking in, so i got to leave, got lots of tricks up my sleeve
feel like based god with my tiny jeans
oh my god, you a f*cking fiend, my b*tch doing drugs with me
that’s why you my shawty, b*tch, i love you and we both geeked
both geeked and we both turnt, shawty sucked me till my b*lls hurt
shawty f*cked me till my d*ck leak, you a b*tch like vamp leek
he changed his name to lifelessgarments
i would leave you lifeless in a garment
chop you up, throw you in the garbage, your music ass and the fits garbage
i do what i want, i’m an artist, diamonds turning yellow like [?]
hopping on the beat, go r*t*rded, hopping on the beat, start–
[outro]
dj double o, n*gga

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