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lul booga - tilly wacker lyrics

[intro]
the lyrics in this song is uh, based on a true story
true events and allat
you know

[verse]
aye
i had yo’ b_tch suckin’ d_ck, she used her t__th, i had to slap the b_tch (i had to slap the b_tch)
i don’t give a f_ck, i get my bucks and then i pass the b_tch (i had to pass her)
silly b_tch just bit my tilly wacker, got me mad as sh_t (it got me mad as sh_t)
but the poonan was great, i’m finna smash again (i’m finna smash again)
i told her, “you can be my b_tch just bring the baggage in” (just bring the bread to me)
she f_gged on me, i forgave her, then she f_gged again (then she f_gged again)
just thinkin’ ‘bout that sh_t, it got me mad again (huh)
sh_t, let me sip this wock before i spazz again (before i spazz again)
smokin’ zaza with j gin, i spilled some ash on me (i spilled some ash on me)
my b_tch mad ‘cause her friend was shakin’ ass on me (she throwin’ booty at me)
now she puttin’ hands on me tryna beat me up (she tryna beat me up)
then she slipped v__gr_ in my cup and made me eat her b_tt (she bill cosby’d me)
she put v__gr_ in my cup and made me eat her ass (she made me eat her ass)
i woke up the next morning still tasting ass (still tasting ass)
i went to the bathroom so i could brush my t__th (so i could brush my t__th)
then i beat the b_tch up and i made her leave (huh)
and it’s something fishy ‘bout the b_tch, i ain’t talkin’ ‘bout her ph (talkin’ ‘bout her ph)
‘cause i can f_ck any b_tch i want ‘cause i’m a free agent (i’m a free agent)
like gimmie her, and gimmie her, and gimmie me her (and gimmie her too)
i don’t want yo’ coochie, i’ma need what’s in yo’ purse (i’ma need what’s in yo’ purse, n_gga)
i swear to god i need a b_tch that i could love on (that i could love on)
i’ll be rocking with mcqueen like i’m tow mater (kachow)
execute plan a, do plan b later (do plan b later)
i nutted in the b_tch again for a plan b later
the b_tch said she need a ride, i’m not gon’ take her (b_tch, walk)
b_tch, i’m a warrior i am not no laker (not no laker, n_gga)
n_ggas flexin’ poles on the gram but you not gon’ bust it (you ain’t gon’ shoot it)
and that money in yo’ hand, that is not yo’ paper (this not yo’ money)
and that b_tch you think yo’ b_tch, that is not yo’ b_tch (that ain’t yo’ b_tch, n_gga)
she was just on instagram sending nasty pics (sendin’ nudes to me)
she be all up on my phone sayin’ nasty sh_t (this ain’t new to me)
i don’t even wanna cuff, i wanna smash the b_tch (i wanna f_ck that b_tch)
yeah, you know what time i’m on, you don’t need no clock (you don’t need no clock)
she throw it back while we f_ckin’, no need to stop (huh)
she said she can feel it in her stomach, i beat the box (i beat it up)
she start singing she in love, b_tch, i think not (i don’t think so)
we can f_ck a couple times but i’m not gon’ date her (i’m not)
i might do a speed_walk but i’m not gon’ chase her (i’m not gon’ chase her)
she gon’ volunteer to be a hoe, i’m not gon’ make her (i won’t make her)
she gon’ bring me a meal like she my waiter (like she my waiter)
then i say gracias in español
we can f_ck one more time, then you gotta go (you gotta go)
she tried to bamboozle me, told me f_ck her raw (huh)
then this outta pocket b_tch tried to steal my drawls (stupid b_tch)
[outro]
n_gga, huh (huh)
aye, then this outta pocket b_tch tried to steal my drawls
like, what the f_ck is wrong with this b_tch? (huh)
i’ll beat yo’ ass again
on my momma, aye, huh
on my momma, n_gga, huh
on my momma, n_gga
it’s lul booga, n_gga, huh

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