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fat trel – thot street lyrics

i;’mma dress you in my eyes tonight
you’re so fly, must get high, take it wild tonight

i can’t lie i can’t hate you, mama stay tonight
so look me in my eyes and let’s vibe this way
yeah your vibe is right
and now we smoke, is so hot that i had to crack my window open
both know that the ‘i’m just’
i’m linking and i’m sticking and i’m poof it
yeah, your mine tonight

i gotta move you fetch try to roll away
never let her f-ck me on sunday
she just really wanna get high
never was a fan of a golf play
he had to roll it in his own way
didn’t make all go crazy
when i come around all the money come down
n-gg- d-ck make your whole pain
all i really wanted was to hit real quick
but she got me like ‘let me count that ‘right quick’
pedal to the medal she should ‘
by the way she got a way ..right quick
i don’t give a f-ck if you like that b-tch
you should take the strip i’mm dipe that b-tch
fly to miami introduce me to the family
you still come pay me the wife, you b-tch
hold up, stop let me lied this b-tch
tell me how you feel young n-gg- too real
some say i change those sixty i gotta deal
put the condom on your ..boy f-ck
how you feel the smoke and its so hot i had to crack that window open

she’s mine tonight
in my eyes tonight, you so fly, must get fly, take a ride tonight
i can’t lies like they hate you by my side tonight
so look into my eyes and you vibe this one
yeah you vibe this one
and now we smoke,
and it’s so high i had to crack my window open
both know that the ‘i’m just’
i’m linking and i’m sticking and i’m poof it
yeah, your mine tonight

i ain’t no drug dealer, she ain;t no drunky either
this ain;t no cheap, cheaper
don’t be no deep breather
watch where them axes fall
this ain’t sh-t sneakers
they shop like me cleavers
on the ‘he try to cut it like they try to believe this
and it’s involve on my king
it’s got a bullet and ‘
my’ my breakless, i cut the hood she put a ‘
sloppy head don’t be half way
she chasing up with my south way
she drop the top, i drop the ceiling
she mind the night like all wisdom
then she get just a nice thought
i pock it, and dig it and get back in the park
like place carters
she drop it low like richie calling
a part-tion when i’m hitting
just she gonna taste her ambition

- fat trel lyrics

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