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tre timmons – tre timmons – all in lyrics

[intro]
omg!
n-body want’s to get drunk and shave their -ss, it’s just not a smart thing to do man like come on
turn it up in my headphone’s a little bit
who got dibs on the pizza ?
spicy chicken with hot sauce don’t forget
i got two fifty on a slice
two litre pepsi too d-ck nugget

[verse 1]
no stress like i hit the blunt
apple juice in my cup
i be chillin’ in the cut
catch me at the crib livin’ it up
f-ck the club
i’m busy at home with my kitty
i’m not talking about my cat, i’m taking about mrs. piggy who i met at steel city
i don’t even have a jimmy to put on my d-cky d-cky
then she started stripping stripping
then she gave me licky licky
but i’m so d-mn drunk and my head is so dizzy
so i blew my sticky sticky really quickly
then i gave her two fifty
“then you gave her two fifty ? what in the f-ck!”
but then i took it back because i need that money for the morning
double double for my hangover
thank god for tim hortons
that sh-t’s important
cocaine’s what i’m snorting
if you got a f-cking problem with that then mother f-cker you’re boring

my friday night’s are really fun
smoke weed, watch p-rn hub, eat donair p-ssed out drunk, text my ex i need some s-x, send a d-ck pic and then forget, wake up and then regret, do the same sh-t from week to next, i need a friend to help pretend like my life is great but i’m going off the end
-coughing-

every weekend i’m drinking up but i don’t really give a f-ck
i reached the point of giving up
so what the f-ck
i’ll live it up
so what the f-ck
i’ll live it up

so mother f-cker are you down ?
so mother f-cker are you down ?
so mother f-cker are you down ?

[hook]
tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight i’m going all in [x8]

[verse 2]
money money money money
i need a lot of that
bottles, models, cars
oh sh-t!
i need a lot of that
i’m smoking on the strong
where the coffin at ?
gotta check the stats
where i’m popping at

she beat my d-ck like a bully
i’m in love with her p-ssy
and she messing with the big dog
girl i ain’t no rookie
d-ck harder then a cookie
better give her my goodies
do my dance on her p-ssy boogie woogie
wipe my d-ck off with my hoodie
“oh sh-t i gotta wear that home, i gotta wear that home, f-ck that let me call a cab”

my life is so d-mn crazy
getting f-cked up like its the eighties
date a girl that look like mrs. daisy
she deflate my b-lls like i’m tom brady
poutine with extra gravy
god d-mn that sh-t tasty
shout out to big daddies but i ain’t have no babies

oh sh-t yeah!
oh sh-t yeah!
break it down yeah!

[hook]
tonight tonight tonight tonight tonight i’m going all in [x8]

- tre timmons lyrics

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