Touché
Colvin
G, G, G
Yeah, look
Slut out a dime in a Telly, she baggin' up dimes in the Telly
I let her neck me
She want the Gretzky, icy, bling bling, only for wifey
Not a one night piece
Ring up the folks, get hifey
My lads for the striking G, G
Whole lotta thunder and lightning
Hammer on Thor, no Viking
I send 'em flying
What's that bird? No, plane
It's a lame, got changed by the gang
Amiri, my hooper done hit ya Madula
Ya Budda that Truey, knocked off ya brain
Orgy in back of the Limo
I packed outta rental, I'm not into regular things
Bussin' a move, Touché
Selling them bars Guantanamo bay
Ain't no computer on laps
When I ride around with Mac
And I let it slap
Candle, I blow out her back
She gotta learn to adapt
'Cause I love the trap
Say, "I'm a man", but I never react
'Cause that ain't my name, stop calling me that
What?
That ain't my name, stop calling me that
Mommy like muddy, you sexy
Vamanos, come disrespect me
Gettin' that chi chi and running a check up is
Only way you'd ever check me
Talking 'bout get money and forget hoes
But you ask yo baby mom to buy you clothes
Say you beaten up the block, the block lookin like
Looking like it's beating you, 'cause you stay broke, but
Me and blokes get busy, lurking the city
Spinning until we get dizzy
All inner throat off the henny
Pulling her remy get litty in back of the Bentley (Uh)
Fill up the whole in my heart with the money I'm making
I always feel empty
Live from the getty fur coat, Anartic white like yeti, G, G, G
Slut out a dime in a Telly, she baggin' up dimes in the Telly
I let her neck me
She want the Gretzky, icy, bling bling, only for wifey
Not a one night piece
Ring up the folks, get hifey
My lads for the striking G, G
Whole lotta thunder and lightning
Hammer on Thor, no Viking
I send 'em flying
What's that bird? No, plane
It's a lame, got changed by the gang
Amiri, my hooper done hit ya Madula
Ya Budda that Truey, knocked off ya brain
Orgy in back of the Limo
I packed outta rental, I'm not into regular things
Bussin' a move, Touché
Selling them bars Guantanamo bay
G, G, G
Yeah, look
Slut out a dime in a Telly, she baggin' up dimes in the Telly
I let her neck me
She want the Gretzky, icy, bling bling, only for wifey
Not a one night piece
Ring up the folks, get hifey
My lads for the striking G, G
Whole lotta thunder and lightning
Hammer on Thor, no Viking
I send 'em flying
What's that bird? No, plane
It's a lame, got changed by the gang
Amiri, my hooper done hit ya Madula
Ya Budda that Truey, knocked off ya brain
Orgy in back of the Limo
I packed outta rental, I'm not into regular things
Bussin' a move, Touché
Selling them bars Guantanamo bay
Ain't no computer on laps
When I ride around with Mac
And I let it slap
Candle, I blow out her back
She gotta learn to adapt
'Cause I love the trap
Say, "I'm a man", but I never react
'Cause that ain't my name, stop calling me that
What?
That ain't my name, stop calling me that
Mommy like muddy, you sexy
Vamanos, come disrespect me
Gettin' that chi chi and running a check up is
Only way you'd ever check me
Talking 'bout get money and forget hoes
But you ask yo baby mom to buy you clothes
Say you beaten up the block, the block lookin like
Looking like it's beating you, 'cause you stay broke, but
Me and blokes get busy, lurking the city
Spinning until we get dizzy
All inner throat off the henny
Pulling her remy get litty in back of the Bentley (Uh)
Fill up the whole in my heart with the money I'm making
I always feel empty
Live from the getty fur coat, Anartic white like yeti, G, G, G
Slut out a dime in a Telly, she baggin' up dimes in the Telly
I let her neck me
She want the Gretzky, icy, bling bling, only for wifey
Not a one night piece
Ring up the folks, get hifey
My lads for the striking G, G
Whole lotta thunder and lightning
Hammer on Thor, no Viking
I send 'em flying
What's that bird? No, plane
It's a lame, got changed by the gang
Amiri, my hooper done hit ya Madula
Ya Budda that Truey, knocked off ya brain
Orgy in back of the Limo
I packed outta rental, I'm not into regular things
Bussin' a move, Touché
Selling them bars Guantanamo bay
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Writer(s): Johnny Colvin
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