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after that - young tmp lyrics

[chorus]
after i get my cash, my bag
wait till’ the young boy get wapped
bet his family won’t ever play after that
bet they won’t call my music trash
after the storm, i want more
act like you ain’t never seen me before
pick my card, make a move, then i’m out
real rich, so i got a hunnid blues in the pouch, (wooh)

[verse 1]
haters think i’m going dumb
i’m like nick cannon, i pull up with a drum
move like terretto
i put the pedal to the metal
if he wanna say something
pull up on him at the red light, he ain’t gon’ say nothing
i’m a dope boy, so i get money
haters gon’ hate but they don’t know what i do
’cause i’ll pull it out right in front of the jury
put a bullet right in your jewelry, (pow)

[verse 2]
after that, i get straight to the aftermath
buss his friend one time, bet he can’t handle that
can he?
girl, explain this to me
make him cripple walk like a granny
bust his girlfriend, then use the chopper on his family
think i used to keep it for protection
now it comes in handy
used fix girls like bob the builder
now i’m handy manny
if i see his song in my mixtape
i’ ma turn into a critic
my cap fitted, lil’ boy think he with it
wait until i hit him, yeah
can’t hate anymore, ’cause this verse finished

[chorus]
after i get my cash, my bag
wait till’ the young boy get wapped
bet his family won’t ever play after that
bet they won’t ever call my music trash
after the storm, i want more
act like you ain’t never seen me before
pick my card, make a move, then i’m out
real rich, so i got a hunnid blues in the pouch, (wooh)

- young tmp lyrics

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