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simpin n pimpin - yhung vending machine lyrics

[intro: yhung vending machine]
yhung vending machine
come get yo soda, cha ching

[verse 1: yhung vending machine]
lebron on the lakers
i need a girlfriend, any takers?
i got the bread, call me a baker
flip the game like a jamba shaker
call these girls michael jordan
in the streets, i be whorin’
hit the nae nae right toward ’em
man, i be lonely
good thing i got homies
some of them fat
i’m talkin’ ’bout matt
make him gat gat

[hook: bigg higgs]
super sad, uh, uh
super mad, uh, uh
all these n*ggas flexing chains
but flexin’ just a fad, uh
mad at all my bank
but i got bills to pay, uh, uh
no amount of money buys the pain away, uh, uh

[verse 2: dolla bill]
sittin’ alone because i’m sad in the rain
had these thoughts about myself, put the feels on the brain
and it makes me insane because my grades got me stressed
pressure from my family might make me depressed
but i’m stayin’ tall even without these checks
got no motivation, so i have no need to flex

[verse 3: docter rorp]
please, be my daddy, suck my d*ck
two hoes on me, with my boys hittin’ l!cks
bought some coke off the dark web, makin’ crack
smoke that sh*t, then i shoot it up in my cack
b*tch, i’m in the streets on my own in the dark
pull up to your crib, and we’re havin’ so much fun
i just bought a new pair of air force 1s
got a black swoosh with the crease protectors on
this track was mixed by dj ango
that’s perfect

[outro: yhung vending machine & bigg higgs]
please, be my girlfriend
that’s g*y!

- yhung vending machine lyrics

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