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kazuomusic – ★audi★ ( lyrics

[intro]
lil purpp hurt
turn the f#ck up, n#gga (yuh, i know that b#tch want me n#gga)
f#ck donald trump, n#gga (that b#tch don’t want you, n#gga)
yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
lean, lean, double cup
lil’ b#tch come and hold these nuts
hi#tech, i got bl##dy cup
f#cked your b#tch, now she a dub
k, okay, yuh, yuh
lean, lean, double cup
(oh my god, ronny) b#tch come here and hold these nuts

[verse 1]
i don’t want friends, i want audis (what?)
smokin’ on boof and it’s maui (ayy)
i’ll check that b#tch like i’m maury (ayy)
sorry, b#tch, i don’t say sorry (woo)
look at my cup, it got dope (dope)
i bend her over like slope (slope)
b#tch’s ass cleaner than soap (ayy)
d#ck in her mouth, then she choke (choke)
couple of bands in my mouth (bands)
couple of bands in the south (ayy)
i paid the bands in the west (west)
then take the bands to the south (south)
look at my wad, it’s a 50 (ayy)
went to new york for like 50 (ayy)
i think this b#tch wanna kiss me (what?)
i let her top me, no kiss it (no kiss)
whippin’, jeff hardy in the kitchen (whip)
countin’ and wrap up the chicken (chicken)
f#ck on these b#tches on their menstruals (b#tches)
diamonds, they wet, they go fishin’ (fishin’)
whippin’, jeff hardy in the kitchen (what?)
count it then wrap up that chicken (huh?)
f#ck on these b#tches, not their menstruals (huh?)
diamonds, they wet like go fishin’ (huh?)

[chorus]
i don’t want friends, i want audis (audis)
i don’t want cars, i want ‘raris (huh?)
i don’t want friends, i want audis (huh?)
i don’t want cars, i want audis (huh?)
i don’t want friends, i want audis (audis)
i don’t want friends, i want audis (yeah, huh?)
i think his b#tch lookin’ salty (uh)
i just pulled up in a ‘rari (ooh)

[verse 2]
i don’t want hoes, i want check (yuh)
i put like ten on my neck (yuh)
i think his b#tch wanna s#x (s#x)
b#tch ain’t no s#x, i want neck (neck)
lay that b#tch straight on the bed
d#ck in her throat through her head (ooh)
i want a lot of blue hundreds (hundreds)
i’m tryna blow ‘fore the summer (ayy, yeah)
i need a b#tch like rihanna (what?)
i need a b#tch with some commas (yuh)

- kazuomusic lyrics

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