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t-wayne - nasty freestyle [remix] كلمات الأغنية

[hook: t-wayne]
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche

[verse 1: t-wayne]
first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche
her man a bit lit like a muh f-ckin’ torch
and i don’t want it if it ain’t sittin’ like a horse
i be ballin’, i be ballin’ like score
i’m sippin’ lean and i can feel it in my body
i’ma pull up on ’em like i’m ricky bobby
i swear that i don’t want your girl if she ain’t c-cky
i ain’t got no kids but she still call me papi
i got attitude, i got gratitude
and like my mixtape, i got your girl comin’ soon
i been throwed off since i came out of the womb
my flow ten times hotter than the month of june
but you can have it, baby, i got ’em goin’ crazy
new paper flow, i’m gettin’ paper on the daily
and a chick got a plaque so i know they hate me
but guess what? first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin

[verse 2: ty dolla $ign]
dolla sign
first, let me hop out the all white turbo
my vans all red like a gl-ss of the merlot
wax on the joint make the muh f-cka burn slow
every day i wake up, i [?] 25 pre-rolls
tinted the windows, i bought forgiattos, i feel like the shit
got my seat back low, real n-gg- shit
my 911 left your panamera
your carrera in my rearview mirror
two hundred bands, you can drive one of these
only f-ck with gangsters and strippers, no yeez
pull up on your girl, bet she gon’ hop in
i turn up the music, got her head bobbin’
holdin’ the peace, girl this shit is not a lease
dolla $ign a beast, hundred k centerpiece
bombay and hennessy, that’s all my n-gg-s drink
i told her, first, let me hop out the muh f-ckin’

[verse 3: chedda da connect]
first let me hop out the all-black pan’
touch down on a n-gg- just like manning
middle finger up to these n-gg-s, can’t stand me
trapper of the year, b-tch give me a grammy
look at the flicka da wrist, look at the rims on that b-tch
just hopped out the porsche, look at the paint on that b-tch
i’m just drainin’ these hoes like a faucet
i’m just hangin’ these n-gg-s in my closet
i’m stackin’ up the money like government cheese
10 bands on some fresh new louis
spendin’ up the money like it came from overseas
porsche cayenne, i done bought my girl 3
she puttin’ that -ss on me like a horsey
turned around and said, “n-gg- you can’t afford me”
i looked right back at her and i said to her
“first let me hop out the muh f-ckin’ porsche”

- t wayne

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