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n3w g1rl - yung trashi lyrics

(intro)
hey glumboy!
i be smoking dank nug bro, f*ckin’ purp bro

[chorus]
shorty she liking my drip and my pad too
riding my whip and my d*ck when we pass you
count up my bread, f*ck bout what yo cash do
gang pull up strapped to the muf*ckin’ battle

[verse]
met her downtown at the park and we instantly sparked that lil b*tch got my heart godd*mn
whenever i saw her, came back from the barber, the fade was so crisp it could cut any man
my choppa go cl!ck and it make that sh*t stick , she be drippin’ like we was feet out by the sands
a couple of bands, she out with her friends, wonder if her homegirls gone f*ck with my mans
holdup , who is this calling my phone
baby girl can you just leave me alonе
you keep talking sh*t but got hit by the door
you go get yo n*ggas, we gonе up the pole
speed past in the 30, you swerve off the road
i’m sippin on fanta, oj for the hoes
you d*ckriding gang but you really a clone
3 stacks on the whip goin straight to the coast
oh my god , i’m so hard , you can’t comprehend my movements
i’m tearing through f*ck n*ggas ligaments
he talking hot sh*t he tryna make amends
yo*yo b*tch on her knees tryna say amen
i tell her open up for the plane again
she looking at you, turning green invader zin
on my future kids imma paint the benz
call up my brodie, he talking bout toolies
ain’t it crazy how we was up in the movies
beating them doonies down to the goonies
i saw this bad b*tch, i swear her name was truly
she feeding me apples all in the jacuzzi
the water was warm , i think she getting to me
she giving me top, i’m gripping her booty
i hit from the back, im grippin her tracks
[slowed outro]
shorty she liking my drip and my pad too
riding my whip and my d*ck when we pass you
count up my bread, f*ck bout what yo cash do
gang pull up strapped to the muf*ckin’ battle
met her downtown at the park and we instantly sparked that lil b*tch got my heart godd*mn
whenever i saw her, came back from the barber, the fade was so crisp it could cut any man
my choppa go cl!ck and it make that sh*t stick , she be drippin’ like we was feet out by the sands
a couple of bands, she out with her friends, wonder if her homegirls gone f*ck with my mans

- yung trashi lyrics

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