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tiacorine - lotto (part 2) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: dababy]
she know how to f_ck a n_gga (mm_mm)
she know how to touch a n_gga (yeah)
she know how to suck a n_gga (so i)
always been f_ckin’ with
i just might f_ck around and lose my mind
let’s find another n_gga (let’s go)
she be actin’ boujee on me
attitude on a f_ckin’ n_gga
she dancin’ on my d_ck, no, you can’t find this sh_t on tiktok
i’m hidden from behind, all you see is diamonds and my wristw_tch
i be like, “yeah”
[?] s_xy look gangsta
she like to treat me like a ho
she give what you want and say thank you

[chorus: tiacorine & dababy]
i don’t give a f_ck (d_mn), i’ll beat a b_tch up (that’s f_cked up)
scratch off like lotto, b_tch, try your luck (let’s go)
glock on my hip, surgeon tummy_tuck
got your b_tch in the crowd like, “34 what?”
n_gga, i’m better than your b_tch, we, b_tch
please, like ice, make еverybody freeze
get on your knees, you cannot do mе
just l!ck on my p_ssy then you can leave
[refrain: tiacorine]
34 came through like doomsday
with the steel to your brain like toupée
pretty b_tch and she mixed like kool_aid
drop bombs on the beat like hussein
34 came through like doomsday
with the steel to your brain like toupée
pretty b_tch and she mixed like kool_aid
drop bombs on the beat like hussein

[verse 2: tiacorine]
annie oakley, light that b_tch up like smokey
low_key, i’m a petty b_tch but you owe me
no, we don’t wait in line, they know me
italian n_gga eat my p_ssy like cannoli
(play) play with my p_ssy like guitar, bon jovi
slowly, ride that n_gga d_ck like pony
oldie on my p_ssy, boy like op
soaking, make it sound off, macaroni
my only, i’m his yvette, he jody
not phony, baby don’t tell me, he show me
can’t hold me ’cause i get money on my lonely
foreign, if it ain’t that then i’m snoring

[chorus: tiacorine]
i don’t give a f_ck, i’ll beat a b_tch up
scratch off like lotto, b_tch, try your luck
glock on my hip, surgeon tummy_tuck
got your b_tch in the crowd like, “34 what?”
n_gga, i’m better than your b_tch, we, b_tch
please, like ice, make everybody freeze
get on your knees, you cannot do me
just l!ck on my p_ssy then you can leave
[refrain: tiacorine]
34 came through like doomsday
with the steel to your brain like toupée
pretty b_tch and she mixed like kool_aid
drop bombs on the beat like hussein
34 came through like doomsday
with the steel to your brain like toupée
pretty b_tch and she mixed like kool_aid
drop bombs on the beat like hussein

[outro: tiacorine]
i don’t give a f_ck, i’ll beat a b_tch up
scratch off like lotto, b_tch, try your luck
glock on my hip, surgeon tummy_tuck (that b_tch tia)
got your b_tch in the crowd like, “34 what?” (italian n_gga eat my p_ssy like cannoli)

- tiacorine

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