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quadie diesel - jamaal tinsley كلمات الأغنية

yeah
yeah
yeah

[hook: quadie diesel]
walked in this b_tch, three cards in my pocket
three b_tches with me, give a f_ck ’bout ya bands
broke n_gga talkin, got lint in his wallet
you b_tchin’ and you always got out ya hand
humpin’ this b_tch, got her crunch in the whip
and i’m d_ckin’ her, sound like i’m steppin’ on cans
this b_tch keep askin’ why my eyes so little
these boomers and xannies got me in a trance
n_ggas be bettin’ and hatin’ got these n_ggas sweatin’
like somebody who turned off the fan
set your ac in the airbnb
and we got this b_tch jumpin’ like nba jam
plenty of ps of the th of c
i’ve been servin’ for years, i got broccoli likе dram
plenty of b_tches want show me thеy pink
i got camo all on me, i’m feelin’ like cam

[verse 1: quadie diesel]
in this b_tch floatin’ like i don’t got weight
with my “please do not play, well i told you how many”
funny i said i got weight, when i flooded your block
and i left, everybody got skinny
i got a homie that shoot, but i don’t know his name
but he shoot, so i just call him jimmy
i just popped two; one was yellow, one blue
and i’m walkin’ all funny and movin’ so flimsy

[hook: quadie diesel]
i got the handle just like jamaal tinsley
don’t know rihanna, came up off the fenty
spin it right back if the boy try to skimp me
pulled up on your b_tch, she said “can you pimp me?”
she said you talkin’ you soft just like gently
i just pulled up with a truck like i’m penske
open it up and he seen it was empty
i got the fire but don’t try and attemp’ me
i got the handle just like jamaal tinsley
don’t know rihanna, came up off the fenty
spin it right back if the boy try to skimp me
pulled up on your b_tch, she said “can you pimp me?”
she said you talkin’ you soft just like gently
i just pulled up with a truck like i’m penske
open it up and he seen it was empty
i got the fire but don’t try and attemp’ me

walked in this b_tch, three cards in my pocket
three b_tches with me, give a f_ck ’bout ya bands
broke n_gga talkin, got lint in his wallet
you b_tchin’ and you always got out ya hand
humpin’ this b_tch, got her crunch in the whip
and i’m d_ckin’ her, sound like i’m steppin’ on cans
this b_tch keep askin’ why my eyes so little
these boomers and xannies got me in a trance
n_ggas be bettin’ and hatin’ got these n_ggas sweatin’
like somebody who turned off the fan
set your ac in the airbnb
and we got this b_tch jumpin’ like nba jam
plenty of ps of the th of c
i’ve been servin’ for years, i got broccoli like dram
plenty of b_tches want show me they pink
i got camo all on me, i’m feelin’ like cam

[verse 2: ken masters]
blue bag, blue flag, everything indigo
i got the sack in the satchel, it’s finna go
i’m on the block doin’ plays, it’s a give and go
pack smell like feet, he just put the [?} in the toes
my plug get excited all for my arrival
he stand up he, shoutin’ and dancin’
when i serve him, he think that it’s christmas
but he don’t know that he just met with the krampus
i made ud, i’m playin’ the campus
a bag full of xans and i’m servin’ the candies
f_ck this b_tch on the two[?] onlyfans
but keep my face in it, i’m servin’ the candids
hit the dm be with this b_tch wrestlin’
hittin’ it raw, so this summer i’m slammin’
boa[?] td[?] chevy, i’m scammin’
i walk in this b_tch, with a eagle, i’m prancin’

[verse 3: quadie diesel]
[?] the projects, they know how i’m rockin’
and that’s why they clock in
these n_ggas be p_ssy, she do him like stockins'[?]
pull up in the uber, they think i’m yung joc’n
i used to sell base, like the speakers, was knockin’
don’t make me call row 25[?] on ya noggin
pull up on ya hoe, and she smell me, i’m poppin’
just started a biz; and they like it, they coppin’
just copped me some xannies and flooded ya projects
just copped me some xannies, i’m hopin’ they real
just copped me some xannies, i hope they don’t k!ll
you big bracc[?] just threw back, got me spinnin’ like wills
you big bracc[?] just threw back, got me swimmin’ like seals
i just blast in that b_tch and she diggin’ my spells
i spend back on that b_tch and you know it’s a k!ll
i just signed ’em, finessed ’em, i love how it feels
that lil trap don’t mean sh_t to me, n_ggas too lil
tell that b_tch to keep twekin, i like how it shake
this lil b_tch in her burk[?] and i hope it don’t break
when i d_ck her she runnin’ like she heard the jakes
when i d_ck her it’s rum[?] but i make it earthquake
had enough of that cake, get right back to the cake
if they droppin’ they prices, i up it like stakes
why n_ggas wanna talk?
how many you bought?
it don’t matter, i gotchu
you knew they was fake
they know how i’m rockin’
and that’s why they clock in

- quadie diesel

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