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279tyler – mike tyson lyrics

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[intro]
yeah!
2 sided goin’ crazy

[chorus]
backwood hittin’ like it’s mike tyson
glock on me, that boy thought i was fighting
like he a swisher, i had to go light him
glock 19 that’s my favorite item
hittin’ that b+tch, pass her, now she in the cycle
with my dogs, i feel like vick, michael
demon boy, give a f+ck ’bout a bible
i really pray for all my rivals, yeah
i was born for survival
pull up on him with an assault rifle
stacking my money taller than the eiffel
b+tch ride me like a motorcycle
way she throw it back, so delightful
they be saying “tyler you too prideful”
eating too good, yeah i got a mouthful
glock 19 and the clip so full
run down on us, then you a fool
remember them days i was skipping school
now i got more money than all my teachers
i be ballin’, they be hating from the bleachers
my dope, louder than some speakers
d+ck in her mouth, now the b+tch not speaking
gave that b+tch a perc, now that b+tch tweaking
f+ck on her friend, she puerto rican
you know where i’m at, no hide and seekin’
[verse]
choppa on me turn that boy into bacon
diamonds brighter than a muhf+ckin’ beacon
she come to my crib, then you know we freaking
p+ssy wet, yeah, i had that b+tch leaking
hit it two times, then she get leaving
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
then she leave, i don’t need her
perc got me flying, yeah, think i was peter
you can’t have none, this my 2 liter
fill it up with the wock, uh, now i be leanin’
fill it with the wock, now i be leanin’, uh
fill it with the wock, now i be leanin’
now i be leanin’, now i be leanin’
now i be leanin’, now i be leanin’, yeah, uh
now i be leanin’, tower of pisa, uh uh

[chorus]
backwood hittin’ like it’s mike tyson
glock on me, that boy thought i was fighting
like he a swisher, i had to go light him
glock 19 that’s my favorite item
hittin’ that b+tch, pass her, now she in the cycle
with my dogs, i feel like vick, michael
demon boy, give a f+ck ’bout a bible
i really pray for all my rivals, yeah
i was born for survival
pull up on him with an assault rifle
stacking my money taller than the eiffel
b+tch ride me like a motorcycle
way she throw it back, so delightful
they be saying “tyler you too prideful”
eating too good, yeah i got a mouthful
glock 19 and the clip so full
run down on us, then you a fool
remember them days i was skipping school
now i got more money than all my teachers
i be ballin’, they be hating from the bleachers
my dope, louder than some speakers
d+ck in her mouth, now the b+tch not speaking
gave that b+tch a perc, now that b+tch tweaking
f+ck on her friend, she puerto rican
you know where i’m at, no hide and seekin’