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lil tsunami – nami dead كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
(laughter)
ethan, b_tch!

[verse]
rape that boy with glocks, so we left his ass with trauma
how the f_ck you don’t get p_ssy, but you got three baby mamas?
whippin’ an srt ’cause i don’t f_ck wi’ hondas
yo’ b_tch got steamy p_ssy, that shi’ hot like a sauna
how you scammin’, but you broke, you don’t even got a cash app card
broke ass n_ggas really can’t afford a cash app card
yo’ b_tch won’t give me nun’, so i hit her with a check like mike
call me big swoosh, ’cause i’m goin’ through checks like nike
n_ggas broke as f_ck, they can’t afford an editing software
this n_gga chase sixteen, n’ he already got gray hair!
all this lean i be drinkin’ turning me into a zombie
i be sippin’ wock for fun, like that sh_t a new hobby
sippin’ on wock for fun, like my middle name lucki!
i don’t want no p_ssy, lil b_tch, gеt on the ground and suck me!
i don’t want no p_ssy b_tch, give mе a f_ckin’ sandwich
why you put it in the microwave, this b_tch burned the f_ckin’ sandwich!
say h_llo to my little friend, like my name was scarface
as soon as you get some money, old n_ggas wanna resurface
can’t let ’em do that though, only stick wi’ my day ones
f_cked a b_tch from squid game, her name was day_sun
i can’t get off scam rap, i’m just not evolvin’
how you broke but got a gucci belt, please do the solvin’
put the tip in her mouth, and now that sh_t is disolvin’
sh_t felt so good, so i had to go b_lls in!
“what happened to tsunami?” that lil n_gga’s f_ckin’ dead
i don’t wanna hear a life story, just better give me f_ckin’ head
n_ggas wanna switch up when they see you got some f_ckin’ bread
bro was sneak dissin’ so i hit him with this f_ckin’ lead
had to k!ll this white boy ’cause his name was chuck
this b_tch was givin’ head, n’ it sound like a f_ckin’ duck
got something to drink, now she wan’ know who rang her
got these bullets packin’ iron, so i put ’em on a hanger
bullets packin’ iron, so we put ’em on a t_shirt!
i can’t drink no more lean, that sh_t start to make my t__th hurt!
you’re not a punch god, n_gga your name is f_ckin’ julius
[?] the punch god n_gga, and his name was f_ckin’ julius
ran up wi’ all black masks, he don’t know who’s doin’ this
he ain’t recognize me, but he know who this toolie is
hit ‘im on the shoulder, now he playin’ dead like a hooligan
so i shot him again, that boy think i’m a fool of his!
these bullets are package deal, you can get ’em two_for_one
you don’t want that, then you can get empty wit’ the whole drum
put it all in ‘er mouth, she look like a bowl of cum
her face got glazed, so she look like a honey bun
caught that boy lackin’, so we shot ‘im under the sun
i say “yeah, don’t speak, he know what happen to your cousin”
shot ‘im in the mcdonald’s while he was gettin’ some mclovin
all his fries were droppin’, n_gga these bullets was dumpin’
ayy, ethan just dropped, send the music, get to thumpin’
[outro]
(laughter)
renxethan hoe

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