lord len - toe tag lyrics
(aaaahh)
[chorus]
f+ck all them people that tell me to chill
b+tch shut up hoe i do this for real
b+tches beef on the net
imma beef do a drill
what you thinking this is?
from the south keep a steel (pah)
runnin’ away you get hit in the rear
on the street leaking out like a deer
imma beat on that b+tch then go beat on her peers
it’s the lord stupid b+tch ain’t n0body i fear
f+ck peace i wanna drag her
scope out check out her patterns
don’t trip up it and blast her
got lots of moves so i feel like mcjagger
quick draw ‘oot it and tag her (grrr grrr)
big shot call me a clapper
p+ssed off throwing a tantrum
keep going up like i’m climbing a ladder
[verse]
f+ck you hoes give a f+ck what you say (f+ck what you say)
doing me at the end of the day
imma turn up this b+tch
put it all in your face (grrr)
b+tch you got a lil 9 i pull up with a k (pah pah)
busted as f+ck you get drug by the lace
run up make a mistake
what beef?
don’t know your name
b+tch obsessed with my page would’ve thought she was g+y
imma up it and bang so b+tch call me a knocker
i’m a fiend for that green talking gwala (ah)
no mistakes getting made moving proper
opp in the way they brain turn into pasta (pah)
got like 50 missed calls from your partner
told me to slide trynna see if i swallow (see if i what?)
i pull up to his block with them pot holes
told him come out then i gave him some hollows (pah pah)
it’s up
till imma end it
grrr pah hit her appendix
like jeff got her suspended (aaahh)
feelin like nelk with this chop cause i send it
b+tch thirsty as f+ck need a beverage
everything i do for me cause i’m selfish
you stank as a b+tch like a sh+llfish
make ‘em go stupid ain’t talking dyslexic
go stupid
i get r+t+rded
gas stank up the room like who farted
imma slide to your block your apartment
you getting tagged it’s gon’ happen regardless
loose screw
up in the noggin’
i turn up it’s gon’ be a problem (ah ah)
big amg b+tch you up in a charger
north in the south but no fish outta water
[chorus]
f+ck all them people that tell me to chill
b+tch shut up hoe i do this for real
b+tches beef on the net
imma beef do a drill (aah)
what you thinking this is?
from the south keep a steel
runnin’ away you get hit in the rear (hit in the rear)
on the street leaking out like a deer (aaahhaaaa)
imma beat on that b+tch then go beat on her peers
it’s the lord stupid b+tch ain’t n0body i fear
f+ck peace i wanna drag her
scope out check out her patterns
don’t trip up it and blast her
got lots of moves so i feel like mcjagger
quick draw ‘oot it and tag her
big shot call me a clapper
p+ssed off throwing a tantrum
keep going up like i’m climbing a ladder
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