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alt slauson - tina lyrics

[intro and hook: alt slauson]

with no ass

b+tch ain’t got no ass yeah
and she f+cking know it (no)
b+tch ain’t got no ass (yeah, yeah, yeah)
but she don’t really show it (whoa)
i’m like

[chorus: alt slauson & bl!ckytwod+cks]
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass i said
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass
d+mn tina, where your f+cking ass?

[post+chorus: alt slauson]
tina where your ass when i’m sitting in class
i’m staring at the board for once so thanks for that (uh+huh)
i might get a’s for once and actually pass (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
all cuz tina ain’t got no ass
[verse 1: alt slauson]
yеah, she a homie hopper
yеah, she always got the shein problem
why you always keep your liquor bottles on your cupboards
decor for the poor (huh)
her ass is flat but at first i didn’t notice (notice)
i was distracted by her flagrant psychosis (whoa)
hanging splatter paintings, three line poems
reading tarot cards but still an applebee’s hostess (whoa)
holding up her window with books she’s never read (whoa)
she don’t laugh at jokes, she’s just literally dead (ha ha ha)
when she hangs with friends she pets the dog instead
what the f+ck’s a rising sign girl i’m tryna get head (suck it)

i’m like okay d+mn, then she’s saying “i’m disgusted”
“you just putting up with me so you can get your nut in”
i’m like, “d+mn, busted”

[pre+chorus 2: bl!ckytwod+cks & alt slauson]
(yeah)
you know i’m not lying if what you heard is the truth (that’s the truth right there)

like a ninja with fruit (yeah)
in the night it’s so black (uh+huh)
yeah i’m looking for her ass but all i really see is back
yeah that b+tch is really flat got my d+ck so flacid
it got me asking girl, where yo ass is?
tina!
[chorus: alt slauson & bl!ckytwod+cks]
where your f+cking ass?
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
d+mn tina, you ain’t got no ass
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?

[verse 2: bl!ckytwod+cks]
tina where yo ass i just really want to know (know)
when i face a b+tch’s back i expect a f+cking show (show)
but she’s lacking
even heard her dad say d+mn what happened (why?)
she’ll never find a man, d+mn this is tragic (why?)

she’ll need some practice
it got me asking
tina, have you ever thought about how little your figure matters in this world?
ha ha ha ha!
psych!

[chorus: alt slauson & bl!ckytwod+cks]
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass? i said
tina where your ass, tina where your f+cking ass?
[verse 3: bl!ckytwod+cks]
i’m looking for your ass and i can’t even see it
got her stepping out a prius yeah she’s on her way to see us
we can be as mean as she is got her sweating saying, “jesus”
thinking bout her second fetus standing there where her feet is
body shaped like puzzle pieces like a corner that’s how she is
when she envy all latinas they so round like tortillas
p+ssy popping sopapillas, tina missed me like a diva
tina want me, send subpoena tried to trap me north korea
but i’m gone
(envy all lati+ they so round)

- alt slauson lyrics

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