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2nd in command - wrong or right? كلمات أغنية

chorus (2ic):

being a boss may be wrong
but f_ck it, it feels so right
five shots, took a fall
f_ck your b_tch every night
annoying me how much he call
your existence a blight
you can say i’m acting wrong
but f_ck it, i know that i’m right
ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
oh my la, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
oh my la, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
oh my, oh my, oh my la, ah, ah, ah, ah

verse 1 (2ic):

my girl smart but overstimmed, she f_cking with arithmetic’s (ticks)
your girl get me loud, talking just the tip ain’t just a blip
i’ll teach ya how to love her right cuz you smell like a guttersnipe
you talk real smooth like b_tter, right_ she want the real you, plead the fifth
emotional connection ain’t sh_t compared to percocet
you should take a percocet (do it right now)
your man under my foot, i tеll that b_tch to bow down (yes)
if you ain’t drunk, do it now now now
she playing footsies with my tootsiе pop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
extorting fans for cash, what this groupie got? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
some bullsh_t’s for the birds, but this b00bie’s hot (yeah, yeah, yeah)
serenade your b_tch with a groovy talk (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m in that b_tches gums_ gingivitis
everything i touch is gold, she submit to midas
fighting while i’m f_cking, tell her man to try to hide
johnny appleseed_ bite my sh_t and swallow cyanide, nide, nide

chorus (2ic):

verse 2 (dble_t):

for them thighs, i’m a fiend_ i’ve been diving in_between
for my girl, on my knees_ know that tongue, it makes her scream
this that birds and the bees, ain’t no keeping it pg
it’s out of order how she get that wood and then she need that tree
light it up (up, up, up, up), smoke it clean
look alive, give me drive, fill me up with gasoline
i ain’t a pup (pup, pup, pup, pup), know i’d be a dog
so when it doggy style, pup just onomatopoeia
way i’m swinging, got em scared, derek jeter with some hair
it be baggy in them trakkies, still i see that derriere
way i’m built, way i’m cooking, i’m a mother f_cking bear
i heard that track you said you’re spitting on, but i don’t f_cking care!
i’m blowing on that strong
don’t try to f_ck my night
don’t want no deaths to note on
i’m just tryna keep it light
to you, it might be wrong
to us, it feels so right
i’m an underground king
and it got her super tight (b_tch)

chorus (2ic):

- 2nd in command

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