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acot - tommy (lyrics) lyrics

[chorus: acot]
an’ my lips are huggin’ on the swisher
an’ you mad ’cause i’m f-ckin’ with your sister
ran off on that b-tch, ion’ miss her. (nah)
hittin’ dip in my tommy hilfiger

[verse 1: acot]
sorry miss jackson, but your daughter takes d-ck. (whoops)
hittin’ dip an’ finesse a new b-tch
ice all on my f-ckin’ wrist, an’ rich but i’m coppin’ sh-t
really, i’mma blow, if you see me, snap a f-ckin’ pic. (click)
acot, i’m the f-ckin’ man
bank lookin’ stupid, that’s my masta’ plan
i got hoes from j-pan, mary-ann an’ jo-ann
an’ a bunch of other b-tches swallow me like a xan
godd-mn, k!llin’ this sh-t
mud in my colon, i’m feeling this sh-t
lsd, trippin’ a bit
with yo’ main hoe, we makin’ flick an’ she lickin’ my d-ck
i’m so f-ckin’ sauced
i’m so f-ckin’ sauced
lsd an’ brew, i’m so f-ckin lost
tryna get my pockets fat, rick ross
challenge me to the mic, you will catch a loss
at my shows, all i wanna see is fat hoes
f-ck a fatty -ss b-tch an’ p-ss her to my bro. (woah)

[chorus: acot]
an’ my lips are huggin’ on the swisher
an’ you mad ’cause i’m f-ckin’ with your sister
ran off on that b-tch, ion’ miss her
hittin’ dip in my tommy hilfiger

[bridge: young plvg]
young plvg

[verse 2: young plvg]
got my xannie (what?)
just f-cked your granny (skrr)
yo’ b-tch suck me off like i’m handy mandy
i don’t speak with discussion, i let my bullets preach
your girl stuck to me like a f-ckin’ pretty leech. (what?)
swag, oh my god. (oh my god)
swag, oh my god. (oh my god)
it’s young plvg an’ my n-gg-, f-ckin’ acot. (that’s my n-gg-)
skrrt skrrt off the lot in a brand new foreign car
i f-cked this b-tch callie ginner, now i’m a star

[chorus: acot and cocaine whitez]
an’ my lips are huggin’ on the swisher. (no!)
an’ you mad ’cause i’m f-ckin’ with your sister. (f-ckin’ with ya’ what?)
ran off on that b-tch, ion’ miss her
hittin’ dip in my tommy hilfiger. (skrrrrrrrrrrt)

[verse 3: cocaine whitez]
they call me “one hitter quitter.” (what?)
c-ke whitez is that mothaf-ckin’ n-gg-. (i’m that n-gg-)
i kick back an’ sip some mothaf-ckin’ liquor. (sip some mothaf-ckin’ liquor)
a little fonta with my weed, don’t do the swisher. (don’t do the mothaf-ckin’ swisher)
she wanna f-ck ’cause i’m a winna’. (i’m a winna’)
i beat it up an’ then i eat that sh-t fo’ dinna’. (beat it up an’ then i eat that sh-t fo’ dinna’)
they kick it out ’cause my heart cold like the winter. (that sh-t be colder than the winter)
i’m go to h-ll ’cause i know that i’m a sinna’ (see i’m a mothaf-ckin’ sinna’)

[chorus: acot and cocaine whitez]
an’ my lips are huggin’ on the swisher. (what?)
an’ you mad ’cause i’m f-ckin’ with your sister
ran off on that b-tch, ion’ miss her. (skrrr)
hittin’ dip in my tommy hilfiger

- acot lyrics

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