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hugh lee - so tight lyrics

[verse 1]
yo i heard it’s some women that wanna come out..
you know i’m bout s-x
i’m raw on the beats and i don’t need protection..
i gotta confess
i’m talking bout f-cking the whole world..
that’s pda
have women coming every seven minutes..
that’s cta
her body tight she know she cold
this liquor poured i’m kinda throwed
n-ggas spitting that dream cast
i know she thinking that game old
but . gone and break the mode
and shake some -ss for this netflix code
i ain’t got no time for no uptight b-tch
let ya body loose just lose control

[hook]
bo-bo-body so tight
bo-bo-body so tight
bo-bo-body so tight
bo-bo-body so tight

[verse 2}
like that
had one taste and i’m right back
two becky’s, giving wendy’s
doing lines off white backs
couple more girls and they white, black
red yellow, four brown
they cross the lines like no bounds
& they drown down them snow mounds
yeah (yeah) so tight
that body game just so tight
she head strong and she bed strong
so that body game just so tight
two toned, light skinned, dark girls, white friends
holding onto that stripper pole
dancing for dead white men like (twerk)
d-mn baby know you work that -ss right?
that -ss is stupid you gone need that extra cl-ss right?
curves switching lanes, i can’t let you p-ss right
back and forth, side to side, i call that a -ss swipe

[hook}

[verse 3]
she ride me round i make her trunk shake
she bounce it up and down, pump fake
she getting down and she stick it out for that money shot
trump cake
and that’s one take, that’s a wrap
botella doble, that’s a wrap
she get that one eyed whisper song like ying yang twins and that p-ssy snap
bang bang bang skeet skeet skeet
i’m in this b-tch like three feet deep
third leg swinging that’s three knee deep
then fall back like sweeps week
i’m cooling out like a ice box
trippy as f-ck off them white rocks
i ain’t usually into girls that pop out
them fly b-lls like white sox
different -ss n-ggas mother f-ckers never heard this
and i’m coming for the money like its planted in her cervix
and i murder any n-gga on my plane like insurgents
i’m a get my happy ending no service
spit national treasure no one do it better
haarp changing the weather i’m def jam vendetta
in every endeavor my flow is so clever
you cut and i severus
snape harry’s era

[hook to end]

- hugh lee lyrics

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