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Yung Fazo – ttwlg 2 Lyrics

ttwlg 2 Lyrics by Yung Fazo (feat. Raeusi)
 

I got the cash, fuck
Stacking these bands, bucks
I gotta glock and I’m keeping it tucked
She suck me good, yeah she liking it rough
Hit from the back & I beat up her buns
Copy the swag, man I’m peeping my sons
You laugh at me at me look at me bitch I’m up
Say you lovin me, no feelings involved
Drugs put me to sleep, I’m having withdrawals
You can’t be like, even if you tried
Now she wanna fuck, she know who to call

She know who to call, put a red dot on my blick
That n**** talking that, that n**** talking that, bitch I’m way too sick
(Cough)
Lil Rae I be that pretty n**** yo bitch call for dick
Why you talk bout’ hunnids so much, that’s just what I get
You Ain’t in the mix
Chrome hearts with the ricks
She say why u fly for school? That’s my everyday fit
I said that I do this shit yeah I will never quit
If u wan’ talk on the gang we got choppas and fye, we aim at your lip
(Blaagh)
Pull up in a Testarossa
Yeah she mad cause ion post her
Fuck that bitch Ion even know her
She suck the cream out my dick like a danimal
Beat up the cheeks bitch I feel like an animal
Eat up the pussy I feel like a cannibal
Dive in the pussy I do a lil cannonball

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I got the cash, fuck
Stacking these bands, bucks
I gotta glock and I’m keeping it tucked
She suck me good, yeah she liking it rough
Hit from the back & I beat up her buns
Copy the swag, man I’m peeping my sons
You laugh at me at me look at me bitch I’m up
Say you lovin me, no feelings involved
Drugs put me to sleep, I’m having withdrawals
You can’t be like, even if you tried
Now she wanna fuck, she know who to call

She know who to call, put a red dot on my blick
That n**** talking that, that n**** talking that, bitch I’m way too sick
(Cough)
Lil Rae I be that pretty n**** yo bitch call for dick
Why you talk bout’ hunnids so much, that’s just what I get
You Ain’t in the mix
Chrome hearts with the ricks
She say why u fly for school?
That’s my everyday fit
I said that I do this shit yeah I will never quit
If u wan’ talk on the gang we got choppas and fye, we aim at your lip
(Blaagh)

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