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eeniemeenieminimoe - yungmanny lyrics

yah
yah
yah
yah
thrrrrrratata
yah
thrrrrrratata
yah
yah
uh
i got that work, who need sum work?
i got you on consignment
i call my pistol audemar, that b*tch always come perfect timing
b*tch say she only got three bodies, i know she f*ckin lying
like b*tch
you must think i’m nine (nine)
you out yo god d*mn mind
eeniemeenieminimoe
i caught that p*ssy by the store
he was with his family i said f*ck it i can’t let him go
i said i was gon stop pouring drank and then i bought a four
ion want no slant route, or no post, just throw me a go
throw me a o
when i touch down in lagos i feel like the pope
when the scripts in, get it and go
sh*t touched my heart, my big homie said i’m giving him hope
g baybay shakin n*ggas down with the pole (on god)
i’ll take a n*gga heart & his soul (& his rod)
ion know why you bought that pole
you know you ain’t tryn hop innat hoe
bae stop, i’m boutta nut
she keep goin
b*tch i pull more strings than the n*gga rick owens
the lambo orange, the b*tch is annoying
got a hoe in victoria island named toyin
all the n*ggas i went to school with ain’t think i’d get here
that’s why i’m forever braggin & swaggin & draggin my big d*ck
station! (uh)
i make the lil b*tch twerk (twerk)
my young n*gga starving & itching, he want me to put him to work
he tryn put ya ass in the dirt (dirt)
decompose ya & send you to earth
issa opiod epidemic round the way, every youngin i know off percs
god d*mn!
statistically, it’s only one girl that i ain’t made squirt
i’ll spend 97% of my money & still be the richest in here (dassa fact)
i’m grabbing her neck & i’m pullin her weave & i’m l!ckin inside of her ear (yeah yeah)
i’m goin in raw, i’m risking it all
free check for eighteen years (d*mn)
ya rap style type weird (f*ck)
sh*t wack & i ain’t een hear it (sh*t suck)
if you ran up half milli, you know dat you still ain’t een near
i was down, n*ggas ain’t care
i would ball, n*ggas ain’t cheer
i hate first class i need a lear
tsa pre*check no clear
eeniemeenieminimoe
i caught that p*ssy by the store (store)
he was with his family i said f*ck it i can’t let him go (go)
i said i was gon stop pouring drank and then i bought a four
ion want no slant route, or no post, just throw me a go
b*tch i’m mr. o

- yungmanny lyrics

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