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naijablack - whole lotta turb lyrics

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[intro: naijablack, noturb, & shadoe haze]
this is a certified hood cl-ssic! (yah, yah yah, yah!)
cappin’ -ss f-ckin’ b-tches stick my d-ck in yo lips
-sniffs-
y’all smell that? (choo, ooh)
choo, ooh

[verse 1: noturb]
whole lotta turb (whole lotta turb)
whole lotta turb (whole lotta turb)
you don’t want no smoke, (want no smoke)
with my turb

i keep that thang on me, one shot to your head
whatchu know about turbs?
yeeeaaah

betchu ain’t know i had
hit the turb (ye, ye)
these gora be absurd (ye, ye)
mmmmm

i’m not a terrorist, but imma still blow up
in your moms (aye)
p-ssyyyyy
(aye yuh, ooh, yuh, aye ooh)
mmmmm

f-ck your sister (f-ck your sister)
make her cry (make her cry)
squirt that curry (curry, curry)
all over her eyes (eyes, eyes)

my d-ck go squish, squish, squish (squish squish)
yahhhhhh

[bridge: naijablack & no turb]
bro, why the f-ck are you turbing? i told you no turb
(ooooh b-tch!)

[verse 2: naijablack]
n-ggas be cappin’
not bout that cap i be rappin’
yo biddie be close i be clappin’
serve you that sh-t it be slappin’

whole lotta cap das no cap
n-ggas be runnin’ from facts
whole lotta turb when they rap
sh-t it’s november no fap

should’ve just fapped on a map
we ain’t sobrato no trap
can’t trust yo b-tch in the trap, actin’ all wack, get in the back
f-ck you you know i’m on that, all on her rack, countin’ up racks
that little b-tch wanna smash, i do it fast, that is no cap

run it up run it up
biddie gon talk it’s a uppercut
get down on her face then i f-ck her up
turn her back round then i t-ttyf-ck

and you know i f-ck my homies
no kappa be f-ckin’ me slowly
i slide on just through and they grope me
and harjas gon’ -n-lly probe me

f-ck my -ss b-tch, skippin’ all my cl-sses
your girly wanna have it, you know i give her mad d-ck
aye, (huh)
just give up cuz she average, my mommy pay my taxes
my -ss is hairy wax it b-tch!

n-gga be spewin’ some turb (turb)
n-gga you high off the herb (herb)
some of that sh-t be absurd (sh-t be absurd)

no peter but bird is the word, take of her shirt
cuz she got t-ttes that bounce when she surf
look at these biddies, like hundred and fifty, we know d-mn well they ain’t going to church
i keep it fifty plus fifty legitly and secretly i hate that b-tch cuz he turbs
my peepe nifty its sticky and twisty and she quickly suck on it til’ my d-ck hurt

[verse 3: noturb]
ah, ah
my d-ck my hurt (his d-ck!)
she make it go squirt squirt (squirt squirt)
d-mnnnnn

she like hey noturb
who the f-ck are you? (who the f-ck yuh!)
hit that p-ssy up, like i hit the stew (hit the stew)
cookin’ up vibes with my hitta naijablack
p-ssing out vibe checks like i’m the ceo
of vibes

[outro; naijablack & noturb]
gimme your vibe b-tch, gimme your vibe
vibe check

- naijablack lyrics

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