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larryhalloffame - kurt angle lyrics

laid up wit lil mama we gone in the vibe
i knew she was down when i looked in her eyes
i keep her put up but she stay down to ride

and i’m beating it up i go crazy inside
she keep it tight for me get wet as a leak
in the public she innocent to me she my freak
she rubbing my hair while i flow to the beat
and she know i got bread spent 2k on some sneaks

sippin wine blowing gas this designer
she sucking we f+cking my thumb in her ass i’m behind her
make a movie with the b+tch rewind it
make her tap like i’m kurt angle
she gotta curve that’ll cover every angle
diamonds dancing on my body call it tango
all white i’m in heaven like a angel
i’m out la in city of the angles
got her locked down to me like i’m django
this a big coupe talkin bout da frame
save 5 i’m getting out da game
look me in eyes & let me know if you da one
don’t ever tell me lies, i’m the one that always make you cum
back street creeping 120 i’m cruising
i ain’t even gotta talk n+ggas know how i’m moving

pack up take the stu on the road plays in motions she soaking i’m focused
whip out she gone blow this
she sing to me like i’m jodec, e
she white the jonas, brother
brothers her mother and father be jocking they hating all on us
ima keep scoring and scoring and scoring on all my opponents
she ride my d+ck like a pony
saddle up hop on it, gas ima blow it
220 da coupe new tires i’ll blow it
she wet as a ocean, lil mama be flowing
perk 30’s they in me i’m going i’m going
going i’m going i’m going to mars
i’on even even pop zannies i’m gone off da bars
this tek gone, blowing london pound cake
big bag woods ima roll up a eighth
needa lay on the lean, ima f+ck up my spleen
got me drowsy i’m drowsy i got shades on the scene
drifting in traffic i’m swervin and drifting
hitting switches and b+tches a n+gga is twisted
front seat whipping i’m tokyo drifting
ima real boss i talk they listen
mention my name might come up missing
she ain’t my b+tch so no we ain’t kissing

sippin wine blowing gas this designer
she sucking we f+cking my thumb in her ass i’m behind her
make a movie with the b+tch rewind it
make her tap like i’m kurt angle
she gotta curve that’ll cover every angle
diamonds dancing on my body call it tango
all white i’m in heaven like a angel
sippin wine blowing gas this designer
she sucking we f+cking my thumb in her ass i’m behind her
make a movie with the b+tch rewind it
make her tap like i’m kurt angle
she gotta curve that’ll cover every angle
diamonds dancing on my body call it tango
all white i’m in heaven like a angel

- larryhalloffame lyrics

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