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rae mills – tiddy cum racing lyrics

[verse]
yo i’m just like bladee ’cause i drop a lot
gonna go and hit ’em with the block+a+lock
gonna go and hit ’em with the bam+a+lam
motherf+cker hit ’em with the yam+a+lam

i’mma say a bunch of syllables that don’t make no sense
motherf+cker man i hate mike pence
motherf+cker gonna hit ’em with the f+ck in my fist
motherf+cker gonna hit ’em with the rap ba+de+de

yo, i’m gonna block a lot (block a lot, block a lot)
i got the talk a lot (talk a lot, talk a lot)
i got the chocolate (cocola+chocolate)
i got the bobolate (bobola+bobolate)

i don’t know what i’m saying (what i’m saying)
i don’t know what i’m doing (what i’m doing)
i don’t know what i’m saying (what i’m saying)
ha ba de bafa luing (ahh!)

motherf+cker hit ’em with a airhead
mothеrf+cker hit ’em with bearhеad
motherf+cker gonna hit ’em with the f+ckin’ ear+ay (elephant ear)
i don’t even [?] ear+ay (y’know… like the+ like the donut?)
i’mma gonna into the beer mate
man i’m f+ckin’ light headed (light headed, light headed, light headed, light headed)
motherf+cker hit ’em with the f+ckin’ bright lettuce (bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce)
motherf+cker gonna f+ckin’ hit ’em with a bullet
(bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce, bright lettuce ah!)
motherf+cker gonna hit ’em with a f+ckin’ zulle

yo, motherf+cker gonna be able
gonna f+ckin’ do the weeknd like abel (yeah)
yo motherf+cker gonna hit ’em with a table
yo i got the usb+c f+ckin’ cable

yo, i f+ckin’ plug it in the f+ckin’ wall
motherf+cker put it in the motherf+cking ball
i don’t even think i got a f+ckin’ f+ckin’ spoon
if i did i think i’m gonna go into the boon

yo, f+cka+f+cka poon man
i don’t even know i got a boon man
motherf+cker go into the toon land
motherf+cker go into the goon land

yo, oh yeah zigzagoon
i think he’s the best (i really like it)
and i think you’re a loser
motherf+cker gonna hit you in the f+ckin’ n+ts+ck
motherf+cker hit you in the d+ck where the b+tt’s at (dumb b+tch!)
i don’t even know motherf+cker all i run that (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf+cker gonna heeuh with a dug dat (yeah)
yeah motherf+cker strawberry like i’m bugsnax (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf+cker gonna vroom with a buh blah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[?] yo man i hit you with a bug blast (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf+cker gonna hit you with a nut blast (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf+cker gonna hit you with a duzzat (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
motherf+cker i don’t even know who does that? (yeah, yeah, yeah)

yeah, i don’t even know what i said (nuh+uh nuh+uh)
motherf+cker gonna hit ’em in the f+ckin’ head (boom!)
motherf+cker gonna eat up all the f+ckin’ bread (boom!)
motherf+cker gonna +loud coughing+ (boom!)

oh f+ck
i f+ckin’ la la
[?] (oh yeah)
motherf+cker them like i am scooby doo (you tell ’em)
motherf+cking going with a bark roo roo (lil b+tch!)

yeah, motherf+cker +chuckle+ i don’t know
motherf+cker going into the store
yeah, what am i gonna do at the store?
gonna f+ckin’ rob it gonna take it to the bow (put your f+ckin’ hands up b+tch!)
(put it in the bag! put it in!)
yeah, gonna f+ckin’ hit ’em with a bow
motherf+cker hit ’em with a toe
yeah i’m gonna toe [?] ’cause they uh parkin’ their car
(my whole toe, my whole toe)
on my f+ckin’ front lawn

i don’t f+ck with cops
i don’t f+ck with police (nuh+uh)
motherf+cker hit ’em
motherf+cker fleece (whoop whoop!)

motherf+cker fleece
motherf+cker yo (whoop whoop!)
motherf+cker go in with my f+ckin’ f+ckin’ doe (whoop whoop!)

hey, i got my f+cking +garbled nonsense+
+more garbled nonsense+
i’m losing my breath
and i’m losing my d+ck
and i’m losing my c+nt
and i’m losing my beuuuaaehh (my c+nt is gone)

and i don’t even know what i’m saying anymore
motherf+cker go and i [?]
i don’t even know and dang it i’m dumbledore
’cause i f+cking died in the fourth one yo

i don’t even think he died in the fourth one
gonna f+cking hit ’em with a f+ckin’ sword+gun
if i didn’t then i’m gonna get a bun+bun
gonna f+ckin’ hit ’em with the bum+bum+bum (bum+bum)

yo, what am i doing? (what am i doing?)
what am i saying? (what am i saying?)
motherf+cker you better not f+ck around
i am not playin’

it’s a whole lotta orange (a whole lotta orange)
what the f+ck rhymes with orange? (nothing, nothing)
yo y’all are all boring
i’mma go hang with boris

yo, i’m like dora the explorer
motherf+cker hit you with a borer
i’mma gonna hit you with a sorer
motherman i got a got a f+ckin’ sore in my f+cking cheek (it f+cking hurts!)

motherf+cker man i go into beak
motherf+cker and i chuck you with beats
motherf+cker man i got you a treat
that is like tracks and i go into treasdajs

what the f+ck!?
(yeah, that’s it, that’s the track)
there we go!
(okay)

- rae mills lyrics

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