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bktherula - tweakin’ together (acoustic) lyrics

[intro]
ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah

[chorus]
and i know these n+ggas mad as f+ck
b+tch, i’m in the trap with tm, we throw it up
pour a four while my n+gga throw it up
and, b+tch, i’m off the good tens, i might just throw it up (b+tch off that dope for real)
these n+ggas ain’t got no swag for real (swag)
and i ain’t no lil baby but b+tch, i’m in my bag for real (bag)
high as f+ck, got jet lag for real (i got jet lag)
this mac+11 come with a 32 mag, for real (yeah, yeah)

[verse]
and me and that n+gga geeked, we be tweakin’ together (oh yeah, oh yeah)
and i sure is rockin’ hoodiеs in this d+mn hot ass weather
that n+gga just like mе, i ain’t know i had a tether
ain’t no n+gga totin’ like me, yo’ sh+t light as a feather
i don’t wanna work wit’ you, don’t care, that’s cool
singin’ my heart out on this mic right on this f+cking stool
no internet, lil’ b+tch, beef with this f+ckin’ tool
and i don’t gotta show my ass, lil’ ho, to flex on you
santana, i’ma flex on you
and i ain’t gotta shake my ass, lil’ ho, to flex on you, you
kaine with the glizzy, i’ma handle you
b+tch, these vvs on my neck wet like a f+cking pool
[outro]
pour a four while my n+gga throw it up

- bktherula lyrics

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