av lmkr - this d lyrics
[verse 1: av lmkr]
i’m just out here doing my sh-t
i got the whole hood yelling out, calling you a b-tch
so i ain’t even got to say my name
i ain’t do a number, repping my gang
like comptown city, comptown city
love for the bloods like it’s bomptown with me
i f-ck with the real ones, trust me
i voice for the hood so the real ones love me
been a g since birth and i bang now
left out a little money then i came back
linked up with the homies on the same track
you got kicked out the hood, never came back
-ss n-gga, weird -ss n-gga
you talking all loud, we don’t hear that n-gga
and tell these b-tches i’m a thug fasho
that’s how it go, we don’t love these hoes
[hook]
i’d rather give you this d-ck
this d-ck, this d-ck, straight up
i’d rather give you this d-ck
why you bullsh-ttin’, i tell her baby why you bullsh-ttin’
i’d rather give you this d-ck
this d-ck, this d-ck, straight up
i’d rather give you this d-ck
so why you bullsh-ttin’, i tell her baby why you bullsh-ttin’
[verse 2: young sam]
put a eighth in the blunt, riding the foreign
my new b-tch foreign and your new b-tch boring
the weed loud and my b-tch too bad
smoking, f-cking, and popping these tags
what that sh-t do, real hair, make her
scuff your b-tch like the police, i’m a b-tch taker
riding in the scr-per with a scr-per
smoking on papers, get paper
south central repping through a [?] city
i like my girls with fat -sses and big t-tties
red bones and spanish chicks
one thing in common, they all suck d-ck
every time we on a song, this gon’ be a hit
no you can’t kiss my lips but you can kiss my d-ck
i like my girls ratchet
f-ck her in the back seat, continue on the mattress
[hook]
[verse 3: dj turf]
[?], police
ain’t nothing change but the rolly
[?] down the streets, smoking og
bad little b-tch, come approach me
i’m blowing all trees, gotd-mn a n-gga high
bend that p-ssy over, pull them panties to the side
i’d rather give you d-ck ’cause i know you really need it
so quit with the sl1ck talking, acting all conceited, f-ck b-tch
every time i see you, you be stuck b-tch
sipping on lean with the blunt b-tch
n-ggas know me, i got h-lla hoes
og in my lungs, yeah i’m h-lla blown
turnt up, faded to the max though
i throw a hundred dollar bill down her -ssh0l-
i give you d-ck ’til you say “no”
you ain’t getting nothing else ’til i say so
[hook]
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