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summrs - yours trulyy lyrics

[intro]
n-gg- say i’m way to c-cky

[chorus]
the racks did it to me
let’s get into it
say you got racks, prove it to me
playing with the cheese, ratatouille
she say i be drippin’ like uzi
b-tch got a big ol’ booty
hey baby could you suck me? yours truly
reno, your eyes droopy
that’s ’cause i’m off the fluid
i’m a rich n-gg-, but you knew it
percocet dreams, they be lucid
they look up to me, my life a movie
in a convertible, zooming
i never heard of you, who you?
pack touched down, hallelujah
on that lil pj, coolin’

[verse]
off of that lean like a zombie
too much paper on me, i’m a mummy
pouring up syrup, that honey
i smell like the f-cking honey
i smell like the f-cking hundreds
whole gang coming, ain’t no one-way
dead shot, n-gg- that’s one a day
mp7 with a hundred drum
all i care about is that money, man
chain on, shine like a sun
walk in the mall spend a hundred uh
lean really hurt my tummy tum
good gas in my motherf-cking lungs
get a b-tch out ’cause a host done
broke b-tch remind me of a skunk uh
press one b-tton, light the truck up
i’m one rich motherf-cker
catch on a broke lil’ sucker
funny as lil’ chris tucker
i used to eat at dave ‘n busters
now im at lil benihanas
your hoe way too ugly
my lil’ b-tch is finer
that’s just a lil’ reminder
hop in the tes, cowabunga
sipping that drank ’til the sun up
your b-tch said we funner
your lil’ hoe say you weird
white hoe on the brittney spears
talk to the lean, cheers
f-ck n-gg-, i don’t sip no beer
heard you, homegirl, come over here
heard you’re broke, don’t come over here
i’m in sport mode , switch out the gears
that one that y’all n-gg-s all feared
perhaps you could f-ck my peers
cartier, i see too clear
money talks, that’s in my ears
that’s my lil’ b-tch, i’m like “dear”
“could you suck me, don’t be weird”

[bridge]
“could you suck me, don’t be weird”
that’s my lil’ hoe, i’m like “dear”
“suck me, don’t be weird”

[chorus]
the racks did it to me
let’s get into it
say you got racks, prove it to me
playing with the sheath, ratatouille
she say i be drippin’ like boosie
b-tch got a big ol’ booty
hey baby could you suck it? yours truly
reno, your eyes drooping
that’s ’cause i’m off the fluid
i’m a rich n-gg-, but you knew it
percocet dreams, they be lucid
baby look up to me, my life a movie
in a convertible, zooming
i never heard of you, who you?
pack touched down, hallelujah
on the lil pj, coolin’

- summrs lyrics

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