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lor tinka - trap queen (remix) lyrics

lor tinka on track
comin out b-more
woee
onna track wit my bae

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im like shorty call my phone
we gonna cop this gr-ss before you walk out the door
i juss wanna chill
gotta find someone to roll
not married to the molly
so we got that loud tho
she my a1
we been sh-ggin since 6 years old
she my day 1
let her come into my home
we trynna stack up
gonna watch them bands tho
gonna finish school
then we gonna blow
gettin money in the streets
let our nuts hang low
i swear i love my a1
how she buff the blunt, yoo
hit the crib we be smokin blunts on the floor
n-ggas juss fakin
but we makin it tho
in love wit my baby
i will never let go

and i say hi to my baby
just left the crib im getting high with my baby, woee
go to the mall wit my baby
i be spendin money all that on my baby, woee

im like shorty call my phone
we gonna cop this gr-ss before you walk out the door
i juss wanna chill
gotta find someone to roll
not married to the molly
so we got that loud tho
she my a1
we been sh-ggin since 6 years old
she my day 1
let her come into my home
we trynna stack up
gonna watch them bands grow
gonna finish school
then we gonna blow
gettin money in the streets
let out nuts hang low
i swear i love my a1
how she puff the blunt, yoo
hit the crib we smokin blunts on the floor
n-ggas juss fakin
but we makin it tho
in love wit my baby
i will never let go

we stay smokin dope we could be the plug, woee
my a1, tinka rollin sh-t after 4
run up to ya spouse
took her ring to the store
cuz we ain’t scared of nun we-we-we ain’t scared of nun

and i say hi to my baby
just left the crib im getting high with my baby, woee
i go to the mall wit my baby
i be spendin money all that on my baby, woee

im like shorty call my phone
we gonna cop this gr-ss before you walk out the door
i juss wanna chill
gotta find someone to roll
not married to the molly
but we got that loud tho
she my a1
we been sh-ggin since 6 years old
she my day 1
let her come into my home
we trynna stack up
gonna watch them bands tho
gonna finish school
then we gonna blow
gettin money in the streets
let out nuts hang low
i swear i love my a1
how she puff the blunt, yoo
hit the crib we smokin blunts on the floor
n-ggas juss fakin
but we makin it tho
in love wit my baby
i will never let go

we stay smokin dope we could be the plug, woee
my a1, tinka rollin sh-t after 4
run up to ya spouse
took her ring to the store
cuz we ain’t scared of nun we-we-we ain’t scared of nun

- lor tinka lyrics

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