Tracy Beaker

Ayy
Yeah, ayy

In a room with a cutie, two more came, ah, shit let me call it a function
She had a gorgeous booty, it will do me, but the face made me cry like onion
She like, "S where you take me?" Said the blocks spooky like dungeon
Bro in the can and I heard he's movin' loose, he ain't even left the induction
Stop pissin' me off, what you talk about, don? Cool off, let me toke amnesia
Awesome cro, let me hit that ho, and then I put a quick pinks on FIFA
Got a white bird with a prominent throat, I call her Tracy Beaker
Feds found a shank on block, bro said it weren't mine, I said it weren't mine either

We can call them Laura and Lisa, they both work wonders on the wiener
True say I gotta eat right, my females gotta have spice, no tikka
I don't do ratchet, I be stayin' at home if her name be Shaniqua
Nah, I don't do ratchet, I be stayin' at home if her name be Shaniqua
Stepped in all three of them bad, I can tell she on me, she starin'
So what bro? Ain't tryna hear it, I had to tell my man, sharin' is carin'
Why things always losin' their bearings? Got me like where you now?
I had jake boys thinkin' they're in, prepare statement, get bail, and I'm out

I've seen your ho, she freaky, bro, she love fuck it and buss it
Awesome cro, it comes in bulks, bro do trappo and flood it
Demon spliff, approach with caution if you wanna touch it
I know she bad, she said she bad, I said I know so
She fucks with bro, bro and thought I didn't know, know
And now she's runnin' outta luck, I tell her go, go
But she give the good top, the good yoyo
But she give the good top, the good yoyo

First time I got nicked, tryna lick a Vespa with T-Bandz, T-Bandz
First time I got kicked out of school
'Cah I sparked up a fat warhead with Patch
So it's RIP all of the brothers
Opp block, blaze out, yeah, we did that
And it's free all the rasclart real ones
Old school, what you know about Big Mac?

Fuck sleep walkin', this sticky Amneez got me weed walkin'
Extended clip in her throat, 'cause she keep talkin'
Other side, that's your block, tryna see who's in
Man, we've done it like that
Yeah, we've seen them things
We brought the "Shh" to a boy to watch a boy do sprint, yeah

Big back with a booty, I wanted me a movie and all I got was a trailer
If her friend looks good, then we're doing switche-roonies, and tell your friend, "See ya later"
Like akh, cool off, I'm tryna stack my spondoolies
Why you wanna hate on my paper?
And your dookie's way too fruity
This is SL, my flow, see ya later
Haha



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Writer(s): Harlee Bashir Laguda Milne, Nyandoro Kelly
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