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slimey tay - sounds fun lyrics
[intro: fr_brazy & slimey tay]
sh_t sounds fun don’t it, sh_t sounds fun
ay, ay, ay, ay
quatro with da bl!ck, tay slime with ’em
[chorus: fr_brazy]
drilling in her p_ssy, yeah that sh_t feels good don’t it (yeah)
they told me to stop my sh_t, but young n_gga still going (b_tch)
shootin’ all the draco’s, yeah that sh_t look fun don’t it (yeah)
you the type of n_gga who put a drum on it (ay)
i’m the type of n_gga who gone spark the beef up (heat)
she’s the type of n_gga who like the get her feet sucked (what?)
so much ice on, they pull up with heaters (p_ssies)
two_stones on my wrist, but young n_gga geeked up
[verse 1: fr_brazy]
i’m a lil b_tch, slime what you talkin’ ’bout
all these little b_tch tryna get on my d_ck, for some f_ckin’ clout
every month n_gga make molly, yeah a hunnid thou
n_gga thought he was him, so why so much blood is burstin’ out
you a ho’ n_gga (you a ho’)
i spеnd forty_thousand on some brand new clothes n_gga
sounds fun n_gga, geekеd up when i want n_gga
sn_tchin’ souls, “that n_gga flippa the grim reaper”, b_tch
n_gga don’t even have no fire
these n_ggas don’t even have no b_tches, if they say they do, then they a liar
i really came from rag to riches, workin’ overtime, you know i’m tired
lookin’ in the mirror, cause that n_gga got me inspired n_gga
47 gang crazy, we gone smoke ’em like a blunt
p_ssy ass n_gga f_ck with us and he get stumped
gang bangin’, n_gga do that sh_t sounds fun?
pull up the crib, shoot the house, shoot the truck
all my sheisty n_ggas be on scheming
real oppy, those are the n_ggas we be skeetin’
we will never smoke a p_ssy n_gga for no reason
all my opps just some f_ckin’ names, they no bein’s
[chorus: fr_brazy & yungan billy]
drilling in her p_ssy, yeah that sh_t feels good don’t it (yeah)
they told me to stop my sh_t, but young n_gga still going (b_tch)
shootin’ all the draco’s, yeah that sh_t look fun don’t it (yeah)
you the type of n_gga who put a drum on it (ay)
i’m the type of n_gga who gone spark the beef up (heat)
she’s the type of n_gga who like the get her feet sucked (what?)
so much ice on, they pull up with heaters (p_ssies)
two_stones on my wrist, but young n_gga geeked up (billy)
[verse 2: yungan billy]
n_ggas gettin’ mad we puttin’ ice on
n_ggas call use 4_5, mer and quatro
4_5 i want a n_gga to come catch me, like the 12 homie
when you on that baby talk, you gone get danced on
workin’ out and l!ckin’ d_ck, she doin’ sit_up
4_5 always havin’ a f_ckin’ cl!ck, and get dripped up
diamonds, all over my body, they can’t see us
my opps really sneaky, you can’t tell when they peek up
n_gga got k!lled for treason
i got my ice on, n_gga i can change the whole season
your b_tch keep on creepin’, your b_tch keep on teasin’
your b_tch ain’t loyal, cause she wants me in her deep in
hearin’ the blah, blah, blah, that sh_t sounds fun
all that ash around me, that my opps and my new blunts
i found me a new one, i found me an old gun
i f_ckin’ with dgr, cause my n_ggas show real love
n_gga gettin’ rich, and they ask how
all the stans are stalkin’ me, they lookin’ at my background
i don’t even know what, and i’m not gonna even ask how
these n_ggas mad i’m on one, fresh of a p_p_p_p_p, ay
[chorus: fr_brazy & yungan billy]
drilling in her p_ssy, yeah that sh_t feels good don’t it (yeah)
they told me to stop my sh_t, but young n_gga still going (b_tch)
shootin’ all the draco’s, yeah that sh_t look fun don’t it (yeah)
you the type of n_gga who put a drum on it (ay)
i’m the type of n_gga who gone spark the beef up (heat)
she’s the type of n_gga who like the get her feet sucked (what?)
so much ice on, they pull up with heaters (p_ssies)
two_stones on my wrist, but young n_gga geeked up (billy)
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