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welcome back freestyle - tsu surf lyrics

[verse: tsu surf]
it’s like, vroom vroom, started up, poppin’ the gear
i’m back, feel like rocky at the top of the stairs
head high, feet grounded, keep the glock in the air
bull’s-eye, hit the target when i’m locked in the steer
yeah, rule number 1: gotta stunt when we come out
paid in full pics; hella bread with the gun out
it’s like the money paralyzed; you never see it run out
so b-tches like jordan; from the jump, got they tounge out
i graduated from shrimp, noodle, to lobster
a gorilla with the tec, go bananas with the chopper
g’s moved me up from a shooter to a shotta
cops only find tootsie rolls, i could pinatã ya
b-tches come second cuz i only chase dollars
spinach, broccoli, green, collards
holla at me about paper or i don’t wanna holla
cause for the cheese, the bullets i’ll be airing; rodgers
all it take is one chirp *brrr*, send those clips
jeep cherokees, the tahoes bend those strips
it’s like “did he go, d-mn, didn’t do shit”
no bullets, so whip his head; willow smith
for like two weeks straight i slinged raw on that stoop
first flip i ripped the whole fucking skull off the roof
then i went back to papi, spent 27 for two
last flip i bought the caravan doors on the coupe
so you tell me what that sound like, certified boss shit
the vest is for the d and the 40 is the offence
polo kicks, cargos, b-ttoned-up lacoste shit
key in the ignition sound like it about to hawk spit
my young b-tch head game to the attic
they lurking in the hood so i gotta keep the ‘matic
dope straight from orlando, bricks of that magic
when i stop my neck blink, the chain got hazards
squatting in that 7-0, two mike vicks on
yellow b-tch, p-ssenger, suck till the d-ck gone
first she paid me then her money getting spent on
purple pradas, look like i make wine with my kicks on
i bagged her two weeks ago, you should’ve seen her face freeze
she like “i’ve never seen those”…
cause b-tch, they don’t make these!
get it at a good rate, i’ll flip it at a great speed
dope say ‘unthinkable’, just re-up’d with eight keys

- tsu surf lyrics

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