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yung p dough – nut real quick rmx كلمات اغاني

[intro: yung p dough, edp445]
i be f_ckin’ your b_tch from the back, ayy
got your mom, on my sack, as i’m makin’ this track
f_ckin’ a b_tch, f_ckin’ a b_tch, then i nut real f_ckin’ quick
at 5 my mom left me out in the ditch…
would you guys consider jacking off to be a sport?
i don’t know about you motherf_ckers, but i consider that sh_t to be a sport, okay?
(shyguymadeit)

[chorus 1: yung p dough]
i be f_ckin’ your b_tch from the back, ayy
got your mom, on my sack, as i’m makin’ this track
f_ckin’ a b_tch, f_ckin’ a b_tch, then i nut real f_ckin’ quick
at 5 my mom left me out in the ditch, okay let’s go

[verse 1: yung codfixe]
i be f_cking your cousin in the lab, ayy
got your auntie on my lap and she’s making me fap
now i’m lost in her b_tt crack, so i whip out my map
and if you say your auntie is a saint then that’s cap
i hit it from the back making her scream like a seagull (wah!)
bro, i’m getting seasick from the way that bootie wiggle (woah)
breeding your whole family you’d think that it’s illegal (oh sh_t)
i’m talking about family so shout out to vin diеsel

[verse 2: lil bean]
ok, yeah my money look likе spinach, this sh_t green like grass, ayy
i be chillin in my room, your b_tch shaking ass, ayy
i can see through all the bullsh_t, this sh_t made of glass, yuh
can’t lecture me ho, sit down, you in class
zooming and speeding, this wok got me leaning
i f_ck on your b_tch in the evening, huh
money i’m needing, my d_ck i be beating
don’t care if you have any feelings, ho
f_ck it, i need it, new jordan’s, don’t crease it
i be on the grind like a meathead, yuh
she eating my s_m_n, pull up in a demon
i narrate like i’m morgan freeman, yuh
(b_tch, okay, let’s go)
[chorus 2: yung p dough ]
i be f_ckin’ your b_tch from the back, ayy
got your mom, on my sack, as i’m makin’ this track
f_ckin’ a b_tch, f_ckin’ a b_tch, then i nut real f_ckin’ quick
at 5 my mom left me out in the ditch, okay let’s go (let’s go!)

[verse: 3 yung p dough]
that’s right i’m f_ckin’ back, you already know
i got hoes on my d_ck, and i tell em to go slow
’cause i barely last a minute
two seconds and i’m finished
soon enough i’ma feature yung spinach
f_ckin’ on your ho, then i whip off of my scooter (off my scooter)
d_mn she hot, though i think her daddy cuter (yeah he is)
i don’t f_ck b_tches, unless the my tutor
shoot your crib up, like i’m a school shooter
money be flowing in like a bad period
this ain’t no joke now i’m f_ckin’ serious
ho you know that p_ssy ain’t mysterious
everyone at that b_tch like it’s a black friday

[chorus: 3 yung p dough]
i be f_ckin’ your b_tch from the back, ayy (from the back)
got your mom, on my sack, as i’m makin’ this track
f_ckin’ a b_tch, f_ckin’ a b_tch, then i nut real f_ckin’ quick
at 5 my mom left me out in the ditch, okay let’s go
[outro: yung p dough]
god d_mn, was this track was f_ckin’ sh_t. okay. honestly i just stop makin’ music

- yung p dough

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