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luh tyler - open the door كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
(d_mn, tye, you made this b_tch too?)
(shoutout to that boy ceg, he produced that)

[verse 1: veeze]
turn up, open it up, bust it open, b_tch, let my brother f_ck
been in the mall too long, i done balled too long, my godd_mn ankles swole
say she in love with the kid, we never even met, man, how is that possible?
i got the haters so mad, these n_ggas be sick, they need ’em a noodle bowl
he say he gettin’ money, i mean, sh_t, he ain’t gotta prove it though
i’m in this b_tch with lil’ skii, i’m feelin’ so wavy, i just might crowd surf
i’m takin’ his b_tch for a week, he ’bout to set him an amber alert
i whispered, “let’s f_ck,” in her ear, i can’t even lie, man, i suck at flirting

[verse 2: luh tyler]
i wake up, i’m countin’ a check, but it ain’t even the f_ckin’ first (f_ckin’ first)
she want me to ice her out, i say, “b_tch, you gotta suck it first” (gotta suck it first)
i kicked that ho to the streets, now i’m feelin’ like veeze how i did that b_tch the worst (gangerski)
bro keep sippin’ that drank like he sick, i’m startin’ to think he might need a nurse (d_mn)
i’m in this b_tch blowin’ exotic, i’m geeked out my mind, in a whole ‘nother universe (d_mn)
i just go walk in the booth and i k!ll the beat dead, where’s the casket? i need a he_rs_ (let’s do it)
i heard that i’m runnin’ out of money, he startin’ to fall out it, but probably could use a verse (n_gga broke)
i get to wake up and ball, this rapping my job, hit the booth and i put in work (yeah)
n_gga, i’m havin’ a ball, i been gettin’ this money, got your b_tch comin’ out her skirt (let’s go)
i got this money comin’ in from so many angles, man, you could just call me kurt (d_mn)
i’m stuffin’ my pocket with racks, my sh_t looking good, boy, i see that your pockets hurt (sh_t looking good)
if that lil’ b_tch ain’t bad, i cut her from the team, man, it feel like i’m doin’ surgery (surgery)
[verse 3: veeze]
this b_tch asked me for a purse, i wouldn’t even buy her a perc’ 30
my bank keep checkin’ for fraud, all of this sh_t, i done purchased it
i might just open a breakfast spot, i’m deep in with syrup
she want fifteen hundred to f_ck, too bad, her p_ssy wasn’t worth it
roll up, pour me up, gangerski aka dirty cup
fat ass ain’t enough, she goin’ back in, gotta get her titties done
dog don’t want no smoke, don’t play with guns, these n_ggas some powderpuffs
this sh_t in my blunt, it’s presidential like obama and ’em

[verse 4: luh tyler]
man, i just keep countin’ the twenties and fifties and hundreds, man, i got a lot of them (i got a lot of them)
whenever i speak to the fans, i be tellin’ the truth, n_gga, why would i lie to them? (why would i lie to them?)
i’m chillin’ with tye in this b_tch and that boy off a ‘shroom, man, you can’t get more high than him (can’t get more high than him)
everybody see the kid on the way to the top, now they wanna ride with him (they wanna ride with him)

[outro: luh tyler]
yeah, uh, uh
phew, phew, skii

- luh tyler

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