drego & beno – tuxk & duxk, pt. 2 lyrics
[intro: beno]
(i got exotic pack)
right
[chorus: beno]
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
[verse 1: beno]
tables turn, bridges burn, live and learn, lil’ n+gga
b+tch from the ‘burbs, but she say she want a hood n+gga
we rock polo drawers and white tees, ain’t no hilfiger
got a gutter b+tch, i just sent her on a pill mission
sent her p+ssy on the first date, she said i’m real ignorant
[verse 2: drego]
i’ma hit it quick, she bomin’ back so you can deal with it
b+tch, i ain’t basic, hundred racks in the bookies
b+tch peekin’, lookin’, know she givin’ up the p+ssy
put a b+tch on a bird, yeah, i’m talkin’ ’bout the airport
millionaire sh+t, i sell eight b+lls like they newports
so who is you, wh0re? scared to take a little risk
yeah, i’m on and off the road, so i ain’t gotta penny pinch
[verse 3: beno]
in the hood posted, takin’ fifteen+hundred+dollar sips
the eastside biggest drug dealer, i ain’t maserati rick
my bankroll neat and my jacket straight, lil’ b+tch
my tuck on fleek and her head straight a little bit
she my favorite tuck, so you know i gotta pay her rent
she down for whatever, yeah, she quick to stuff a ninety kit
[chorus: beno]
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah), your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
your b+tch a tuck (yeah)
[verse 4: beno]
pour a ten in a sixteen, tryna overdose
i tried to fit an extra line, it start to overflow
i got tucks, perky 10s, and exotic smoke
she a tuck, i can tell the way she give me throat
she a tuck, i can tell by what she got on
keep that sh+t a buck, did you really put your people on?
he said that he only really scam, wait ’til he’s a zone
catch me boolin’ in the trap with chrome heart levis on
[verse 5: drego]
man, she a tuck, duck, quick f+ck, then i send her home
but before you leave, can you leave your dome?
i made all this money off this minute phone
i’m down in the v, front of this plate like i’m sammy sosa
might bring it to your door, sh+t, i be goin’ postal
i can work the blender, hold on, let me show you
i just k!lled the p+ssy, put her on a poster
i heard she from the 6, i hit her right off troester
p+ssy be so creamy, it look like some lotion
she said, “i can squirt too, hold on, let me show you”
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