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jesus b. - tap dancing 2019 lyrics

(verse 1)

homie, i’m cashing, she wet and i’m splashing
blow me, she’s spazzing, i get it, i’m dashing

don’t be forgetting that i got the magic, i don’t do forgivings
they plot and i hazmat

cover it up like a linen on mattress, they gon be limping when i finish smashing
send it, i’m hovering drones like a mavic, i bend it, not loving
she stink, so i trash it

vending these clovers, these shrinks need a pastor, come closer, so i reach for your -ss

she grabbed real low, squeezed for a reaction, i send em undercover, beat it up michael jackson

took her to town, and i did the unpacking, swept it around, put the luggage right back in

please keep it down, cause loose lips lead to smacking, she blow me, go down, if she call, i don’t answer

(chorus)

homie ya’ll collapsing when these shots hit your throat
i’m p-ssing, and they catching, and i’m hitting it home
when i’m p-ssing, like the curb, starting hitting the road
i’m drafting, my herd keeps spitting the smoke
i’m laughing, i grasp, i take aim and i pull, they won’t last, b-tch, they plastic, they blade is too slow
i just take it and thrash, and i leave em to ghost
they make me laugh, i’m tap dancing on these hoes

(verse 2)

homie f-cked up, and there’s consequences
i’m throwing them in trunks, but i don’t get a sentence
b-tch blew chunks when they looked at my tendance
b-tch grew up, now she’s no longer pendant

i threw a thousand bucks on her -ss and said “spend it,”
don’t f-ck it up, b-tch i’m also a menace
she opened right up, now i feel like a dentist
these b-tches back and forth like they playing some tennis, these bricks stacked forward like we playing some tetris
snitches better lower it, i k!ll so portentous
these b-tches, i’m over it, they way too pretentious
i hit it, i dove in, and i put her in pretense
homie, she showed it, i felt it, i mean this

she hit the sack like she’s playing for defense
she prayed on her knees like its sunday on weekends
homie, you’d be lucky if i played at your event

these b-tches, they suck me, like they drink from a silage
i put it, its stuck, right between all her cleavage
homie, i’m f-cked, this bid to suck on my p-n-s
she blow me, i c-m, now her throats filled with s-m-n
now she be drowning like she’s going in the deep end

i keep my homies out creeping, if she think about talking
and she wants to be speaking, i keep these shots trotting over b-tches that leaking
homie, i’m copping like this sh-t sold for free
i came in her, popped it, now i’m going on a spree
homie, i top it like a straw in capri-sun
ya b-tch sucked my c-ck, now that b-tch is out preaching

(chorus 2)

take it and trance, as they g-ssed at my flows
i’m tap dancing on these hoes
they bums, got me laughing, snitches drafted roles
i’m tap dancing on these hoes
my riches everlasting in the sun or the snow
i’m tap dancing on these hoes
they map, than i track, a new day a new show
i’m tap dancing on these hoes
i’m jacking and i’m macking on your babe, now she blows
i’m tap dancing on these hoes
you try to act the way i act, but you’d get stoned
i’m tap dancing on these hoes

- jesus b lyrics

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