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where you @ dawg? - ​tenkay (rap) lyrics

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[intro: xaviersobased, tenkay, & carey means]
you only have one chance
—yeah, she super thick, she said she love me
[?], she wanna f*ck me
all my n*ggas pretty, h*ll nah, we ain’t ugly
she said she ain’t wanna f*ck, yeah, n*gga, ’cause you ugly
bad b*tch, yeah, she super thick, she said she love me
[?], she wanna f*ck me
all my n*ggas pretty, h*ll nah, we ain’t ugly
she said she ain’t wanna f*ck, yeah, n*gga, ’cause you ugly
made your b*tch panties drop when she saw me (swag)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a money motive, b*tch, don’t call mе (whoa, whoa)
these hoes lovе the swag, how i put that sh*t on me (whoa, whoa)
i be spendin’ like a rich b*tch, f*ck what it cost me (whoa)
made your b*tch panties drop when she saw me (swag)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a money motive, b*tch, don’t call me (whoa, whoa)
these hoes love the swag, how i put that sh*t on me (whoa, whoa)
i be spendin’ like a rich b*tch, f*ck what it cost me (whoa)
made your b*tch panties drop when she saw me (swag)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a money motive, b*tch, don’t call me (whoa, whoa)
these hoes love the swag, how i put that sh*t on me (whoa, whoa)
i be spendin’ like a rich b*tch, f*ck what it cost me (whoa)
alright, let me see what we got here, hmm, bill
twenty*six hundred d—, twenty*six hundred dollars?
what the—, hey, ayy, open the d*mn door
yeah, yeah, yeah (hey, open the d*mn door, man)
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1: xaviersobased & tenkay]
ba*bad b*tch, yeah, she super thick, she said she love me
[?], she wanna f*ck me
all my n*ggas pretty, h*ll nah, we ain’t ugly
she said she ain’t wanna f*ck, yeah, n*gga, ’cause you ugly
movin’ at my own pace, yeah, don’t try to rush me
i’m with tenkay, goin’ crazy, yeah, y’all n*ggas buggin’
gettin’ to the bands, yeah, n*gga, i’m like, “f*ck it”
on the low, can you shut your mouth, yeah, boy, you should shut it
hair always nappy, i don’t even wanna brush it
and your music sh*tty, yeah, you should f*ckin’ flush it
1c got the swag, yeah we f*ckin’ run sh*t (yeah)

[verse 2: tenkay]
made your b*tch panties drop when she saw me (swag)
ain’t talkin’ ’bout a money motive, b*tch, don’t call me (whoa, whoa)
these hoes love the swag, how i put that sh*t on me (whoa, whoa)
i be spendin’ like a rich b*tch, f*ck what it cost me (whoa)
you ain’t talkin’ money, b*tch, that’s where you lost me (whoa)
where the ice? at the icebox, now i’m feelin’ frosty (whoa)
my b*tch had to tell me what to do, she so bossy (whoa)
steppin’ on yo’ neck if you ever try to cross me (whoa)
strap on my body like a motherf*ckin’ car seat (whoa)
i’m a material girl, i feel like saucy (whoa)
made a n*gga look real stupid, he tryna dox me
yo’ b*tch off the mdma, she feelin’ raunchy (swag)
i’m the master of illusion like itachi (yeah)
yeah, b*tch, i’m ridin’ down your block with the glocky
i can make yo’ b*tch do her dance just like rodneyy (huh)
might as well be an srt, how she ride me (huh)
that n*gga from memorial, talkin’ ’bout, “he gon’ rob me” (huh)
b*tch, i’ll rob yo’ last breath before you try to rob me (huh)
i’m on the block like steve, but i’m herobrine (oh)
i don’t know where to go, b*tch, i need a sign
smokin’ on this gas pack for my peace of mind
you can’t get your own swag, you need a piece of mine (d*mn)
you’s a fat internet n*gga like ethan klein (d*mn)
[outro: dana snyder]
where you at, dawg, eh?

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