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matthew david (hip-hop/rap) - tokyo drift lyrics

[intro]
okay, okay, okay
we gon’ do this the one time, bro (yeah)
yup, this for the real one’s
hey, hey, hey

[chorus]
pull up on your block then i slide like tokyo drift, b-tch
got your girlfriend all up on my d-ck, aye
i ain’t want her, that’s just how it is
they see me at a show and they come running to the crib
okay, aye
pull up on your block then i slide like tokyo drift, b-tch
got your girlfriend all up on my d-ck, sh-t
i ain’t want her, that’s just how it is, b-tch

[verse 1]
i ain’t want her, that’s just how it is
i met her at my show and then i brought her through the crib
i bet that in a minute that i get lil shawty wet
i got her body in the pool
i’m bout to hit it from the back, never lack
when you f-cking poppin’ you do that
do anything you want and tell them b-tches cut a check
i just went to louis, got a brand new f-cking bag
and the only thing i use it for to hold the f-cking gas, act a -ss
i just spent a stack up at saks
new balenciagas, and i got the fit to match
all my diamonds dripping, man i’m something like a faucet
and i do my own sh-t, while you listen to your bosses, god d-mn
hold up, let me get myself a fan
i’m hotter than the middle of the summer in j-pan
big boss sh-t, i don’t f-ck with no scrubs
and i’m about the bread like your boy about crumbs, he a b-m

[chorus 2x]
pull up on your block then i slide like tokyo drift, b-tch
got your girlfriend all up on my d-ck, aye
i ain’t want her, that’s just how it is
they see me at a show and they come running to the crib
okay, aye
pull up on your block then i slide like tokyo drift, b-tch
got your girlfriend all up on my d-ck, sh-t
i ain’t want her, that’s just how it is, b-tch

[verse 2]
yeah, i’m driftin’, double cup sippin’
always on the road, cause i’m on a money mission
chilling with the bros, h-ll no, i’m never switching
you a stank hoe, that p-ssy smelling like some fishes, what is this?
don’t bring no f-ck sh-t around all my boys
i been booted up like it brings me some joy
these is big guns not no muf-cking toys
that b.b. on my belt, making muf-cking noise
man, i’m sorry, tryna cop a ‘rari
pull up on the block and have these f-ckers looking at me all salty
i’m a bad boy, like that man mike lowrey
made a couple songs and all these girlies wanna call me
appalling, sorry that i’m balling
i’ve been h-lla poppin ever since my song fallin’, i’m all in
rollin’ h-lla hard off that molly
chillin’ in my carti’s and my f-cking yellow tommy

[outro]
man, we doing this sh-t all year, everyday

- matthew david hip hoprap lyrics

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