5 - thakingali lyrics
5 lyrics
yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
go in the booth and i really go stupid
slide wit a pirate i feel like i’m luffy
i’m livin’ fast, my life is a movie and b*tch i am the catch
so you gotta pursue me, f*ck up a show and go dive in some coochie
switch up my b*tches i’m hot and i’m moody
we talkin guala i gotta stay fluent
she say its gon break her heart if she lose me
i’m wit the club, kick it like bruce li
shawty a dub, she don’t amuse me
i got a chop let it sing like it’s toosi
jose cuervo in my cup i don’t do lean
[verse 2]
ay, come take a seat, own it no lease, she wanna f*ck, shawty in heat
open your legs then okay ima feast
b*tch i’m a goat got the flyest of fleece
i like my neck h*lla sloppy not neat
she want a hubby its prolly not me
anything worth it is prolly not free
so if you want a feature your arm is the fee
tats on my body i’m proud of my sleeve
i been doing better i’m proud as can be
i been in the lab my song overseas
he wanna play ball but he not in my league
i step back and shoot like i’m trevor ariz
you f*ckin’ my b*tch well thats hard to believe
[verse 3]
these n*ggas they penny they pinchin’
ima run up the check in a minute
f*ck her once disappear i’m a menace
i might take my main b*tch out to kemet, oops i meant egypt
druggy ass n*gga on my dmt sh*t
knuck if you buck but i be on my peace sh*t
walk so divine they be like is he jesus
custom my feet and it don’t got no creases
this not for consumption, this for n*ggas thats worried bout hunnits
opps in the spot i ain’t worried bout nothin
breakin’ her back i ain’t worried bout lovin’
hit your bestie, your sis, now i’m worried bout cousins
we not in vegas she know i’m a stunna
hop out the van wit a k its a russian
cook up the track got the beat out the oven
[outro]
yeah, hop out the van wit a k its a russian
cook up da track got the beat out the oven
in the benz whip out the meat and she love it
i can’t come over got beef wit her hubby
in my own lane not competin’ wit others
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