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cash kidd - thoat hug lyrics

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[intro]
(i like that, anton)
tuh, ayy
is it me or is all my haters coked up?

[chorus]
beatin’ on your b+tch cake, she say, “don’t nut”
i just pulled up on your b+tch and got a throat hug
b+tch bad, but she broke, i said, “no, ugh”
i just made a half a ticket, it felt so good
where you little n+ggas at? i’m in your hood
the reason why she stay in pocket, i got four full
i’m tryna get my b+tch to break up with me, but she won’t do it
finna marry my lil’ eater, that b+tch so cool

[verse]
woke up single, i got forty+three options
huh, broke up with my ho ’cause she was eavesdropping
n+gga, i ain’t never did no plea coppin’
cl!ck the b+tton on this b+tch like i’m screenshottin’, huh
like the word whistle, n+ggas’ tea droppin’
n+gga must’ve caught a flat, made him retire
freak b+tch, aiming for the head like a piñata
boy, i get more f+ckin’ high top than rasheed wallace
broke+ass n+gga beggin’ me for three dollars
boy, i’m runnin’ through this sh+t like the teen titans
b+tch, stop talkin’, now i gotta recount it
n+gga so petty, i bought him some feet polish
currently, i’m gettin’ neck on the beach, smilin’
i get ate up so d+mn much, need a flea collar
i don’t know that lame+ass n+gga, he’s a meat+rider
my motherf+ckin’ neck bustin’ like a cheap condom
need a b+tch to help me scam, i’m tryna f+ck a nerd
put three grams to my face, mark zuckerberg
i just took the top off, my car such a perv’
try and get the cops off, the benz jumped the curb
i said i hate broke n+ggas, i guess i struck a nerve
huh, boy, i’m in that bag deep like a gummy worm
yeah, you must be a rat if you think trap dead
big fn sing better than a crackhead
[chorus]
beatin’ on your b+tch cake, she say, “don’t nut”
huh, i just pulled up on your b+tch and got a throat hug
b+tch bad, but she broke, i said, “no, ugh”
i just made a half a ticket, it felt so good
where you little n+ggas at? i’m in your hood
the reason why she stay in pocket, i got four full
i’m tryna get my b+tch to break up with me, but she won’t do it
finna marry my lil’ eater, that b+tch so cool



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