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mtv - tino szn lyrics

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[hook]

i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b*tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n*gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t

i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n*ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah

[verse]
crib like m*t, uh v
rock that fendi, uh me
pullin up deep like, we
b*tch say she gone suck on me

count h*lla racks, they stuck on me
kinda like how ya b*tch all on me
i was on lean, so i can’t see
opps too scared, play hide n’ seek

say ya man fye, but how bout me?
lame ass n*ggas gone lie bout me
f*ck ya lil b*tch, go cry bout me
that’s why she so shy bout me

bad lil b*tch came from the six, she say “tino make some hits.”
give my opps a halo b*tch, i put wock in my faygo b*tch
i don’t wanna date no b*tch, she want the fendi, i say no b*tch
all in my dm, like get yo b*tch, i’m worried bout the patek on my wrist lil b*tch

ooh ooh, b*tch im up 5
ooh ooh, my b*tch a dime
ooh ooh, vlone im buyin
ooh ooh, and she all mine

f*ck that lil b*tch, she belong to the streets, i ain’t got no sympathy for no hoe
broke ass n*ggas won’t pay for the feat, issa dog*eat*dog world, n*gga let’s go

[hook]

i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b*tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n*gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t

[verse]

i just hopped on a p*j, flew her out the land
amiri jeans hoe, that’s right up on my pants
freaky model b*tches on that molly
you ain’t caught no body
ride me, kawasaki
need that b*tch, like sucky, sucky

she say “tino bust me” told that b*tch “you lucky”
just kidding, b*tch don’t touch me
guap got a b*tch wanna love me

choppa got kickback, b*tch better get back, fore’ you put ya man on a sh*tbag
look at my neck, cost a quarter brick, look at my drip and my clothes, they imported it
right off the head, swear to god, i recorded it

b*tch i got hits (x6)

hold, up im on some brand new sh*t
prolly want a brand new b*tch
look at my haters, they mad cause we rich
imma go out, ima shop with ya b*tch

[adlibs]

[hook]

i just went and hit for two bands
hold up, i walked in, im feeling like the man
b*tch i got the coupe outside, you can’t stand
lil n*gga gettin big racks, got the haters mad they can’t

i just rock amiri jeans, yeah
lotta n*ggas envy me, yeah
imma be the mvp, yeah
crib like mtv, yeah

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