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double tae – b.o.m.b.s lyrics

(tae)

hook:
i’m back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs, yeah)
back on my bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs, yeah)
back on my bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs)
double tae back on that bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs, yeah)
back on my bull sh+t again

verse:
been dreaming of beamers since i was a s+m+n, back then sh+t my folks couldn’t afford that sh+t
and sooner or later they got to accept it, that bumping ass valedictorian, (google me)
i’m a writer, a goat, i’m the greatest, (i’m real)
these f+ck n+ggas love me or hate me, (y’all weird)
dont reach out yo hand, i won’t shake it, (for rеal)
free game n+gga leave it or takе it, (tae)

mp the team b+tch this sh+t a thing, we push on this sh+t like a stroller, (ford focus)
and i know some n+ggas will get yo mans head, put it on yoplait like some yogurt, (gogurt)
she tug on my kn+b and then i roll out, sound like im a muh’ f+cking drawer
i told ya, heart colder, dont know her but i f+cked her out of the lashes my last b+tch sold her, (that’s tough)

thats crazy, thats life, thats f+cked up, (take a swig)
when i’m jigging be holding my cup up, (i do)
b+tch im ballin, no roddy and mustard
no cap i been snapping since raymond was usher, (on me)
dont get smacked trying to play no sucker, (cause look)
my respect, imma die ’bout that sh+t, (i am)
you a gangsta, dont lie bout that sh+t, (yessir)
where i’m from they hit you with fire ’bout that sh+t, (yes ma’am, aye)

i got the sauce from the noodles, i ate, (ramen)
i don’t miss but i’m throwing up treys like klay, (thompson)
all hits and that’s honest, these n+ggas are funny
d+mn near could’ve came up of vines like grapes, (shout out donny)

heard rezzy nem just mixed a 9 with a 8, (in the mound)
and that b+tch wanna leave so i gave her a rake, (move around)
i gave her sauce now she cut like a steak, (by the pound)
i mean i dropped the b+tch now she broke like a plate, (on the ground)

walked in and scanned the room like a barcode, ([?])
n+ggas shiesty they be folding like a taco, (hoes)
so to see me got to pay me like a car note
and they say my music slamming like a car door, (woah)

mound baby, double tae, tae huncho, (give em h+ll)
all this drip, you come around me bring a poncho, (watch ya step)
i want green like a celtic, rondo, (2012)
they want to book me, airbnb condo

they must found out that i’m back on my bullsh+t again, (bombs, yea)
back on my bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs, yeah)
back on my bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs)
double tae back on that bull sh+t again
they got me right back on my bull sh+t again, (bombs, yeah)
back on my bull sh+t again
(aye, tae)

- double tae lyrics

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