Tommy Puns

I don't know who stole your beer
That's a cold case
Cheated on my girl
Now she chase me like a car chase
I told my ex I loved her
She told me go to hell
But I got bars every day
Like a fucking jail cell
Now I'm looking for some money
I'm hunting after cake
The shit my last girl didn't have
And we Aint talking bout her birthday
I'm looking for a fun day
In the sun that's a Sunday
Your girly wanna come over and play
That's a play date
Took a blind girl out
Now we calling it a blind date
I know she messed up
Like a tinder girl who's pregnant, that's a mistake
Every day a Friday in my world that's a payday
When we talking bout my bars boy no I don't play

I got puns
Looking for a girl with some buns
Pretty low standards and I'm talking bout none
We can go away and be up on the run
Pop off in the city I ain't talking bout a gun
I got puns
This girl got a shitty attitude
I ain't talking bout the runs
My phone dry like Arizona
We ain't talking bout the suns
We can pop off like July
Okay now I'm done

Nah we ain't finish
Cause I drink Hennessy
With my baby and gives her
Shotguns in hell from the
Spliff that I lift and inhale
It ain't hard to tell, Nas flow
Don't get paralyzed
I'm still cracking heads like cocaine with my guys
3rd and 3rd the block
Yeah my niggaz outside
Ouuu... I got puns shorty gotta attitude nigga gotta run
But she got buns
So these dollars imma spend it
Cause I know she gonna work it
She a fool with da twerking
Going crazy with Dat ass ass ass
20, 50's,100's yeah I'm throwing all my cash Cash cash.

I got puns
Looking for a girl with some buns
Pretty low standards and I'm talking bout none
We can go away and be up on the run
Pop off in the city I ain't talking bout a gun
I got puns
This girl got a shitty attitude
I ain't talking bout the runs
My phone dry like Arizona
We ain't talking bout the suns
We can pop off like July
Okay now I'm done



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Writer(s): Jake Meyler
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