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t-log – space ranger (ft. whoisshira) كلمات اغاني

[intro: t_log]
(ayy_ ayy that’s my sh_t, t!)
uh she gon’ run up, wait
shawty she feeding me grapes, yeah
shawty she wanna sit in my lap i be like “hold on” (uh, yeah, what?)

[chorus: t_log]
i’m in sp_ce like a motherf_cking shuttle (_fwshh_)
you gon’ know my name, b_tch i ain’t playin’ subtle (not playin’ subtle, okay, okay)
always on that hustle (hustle, huh)
always causing trouble (trouble)
p_ssy boy gon’ test me imma turn him to a puddle (splash, i know she sore)
ayy, ayy
your gang’s full of b_tches that i hate, yeah (f_ck them hoes)
get the strap, get the grrat
30 hollows to your face (bow, bow, bow)
smack that b_tch with my d_ck like a mace, yeah
that b_tch wanna sit in my lap i told her to wait (hold on)
[verse 1: t_log]
yeah, yeah (hold on)
i told lil’ shawty to wait (wait)
i told lil’ shawty to wait (wait)
she keep on feeding me grapes (grapes)
she keep on feeding me grapes (grapes)
like i’m cochise we pull up, we makin’ it shake, yeah (we makin’ it shake)
uh, p_ssy so wet like a lake, yeah (get the f_ck off me i’m g_y!)

[verse 2: whoisshira & t_log]
hey, hey!
i never thought you were g_y
put that sh_t on replay
you keep texting me “k”
wanna ride you like a sleigh
smokin’ j, that’s okay
call my brother jose like “hey!”

like what’s up?
who are you? (what the f_ck?)
i ain’t seen your face before, are you new? (are you new?)
how the f_ck you get my number?
hit the door, b_tch we’re through (get the f_ck out!)
i ain’t messin’ with you hoes (yeah, yeah)
gucci, prada on my clothes (yeah, huh?)
avalanche on my wrist, yeah i got that sh_t on froze (huh? yeah, yeah)
[chorus: t_log]
i’m in sp_ce like a motherf_cking shuttle (_fwshh_)
you gon’ know my name, b_tch i ain’t playin’ subtle (not playin’ subtle, okay, okay)
always on that hustle (hustle, huh)
always causing trouble (trouble)
p_ssy boy gon’ test me imma turn him to a puddle (splash, i know she sore)
ayy, ayy
your gang’s full of b_tches that i hate, yeah (f_ck them hoes)
get the strap, get the grrat
30 hollows to your face (bow, bow, bow)
smack that b_tch with my d_ck like a mace, yeah (yeah, yeah)
that b_tch wanna sit in my lap i told her to wait (hold on)

[outro: t_log]
uh she gon’ run up, wait
shawty she feeding me grapes, yeah
shawty she wanna sit in my lap i be like “hold on”
yeah

- t log

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