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t-log - tamagotchi lyrics

[intro]
ayy that’s my sh+t, t!
ayy that’s my what?
yeah

[verse 1]
what? (yeah)
what?
i said what? (hol’ up, yeah)
what? (yeah, okay)
pop a bean b+tch i’m higher than the stars, yeah
got that silky touch call me bruno mars, yeah (call me bruno)
30 b+tches on me they all afrikaans, yeah (they afrikaans)
we driving cars, living life like superstars, yeah (we rich)
[chorus]
yeah
i’m on the molly, i’m on the lean (yeah)
might f+ck around and go pop me a bean (yeah, what?)
don’t f+ck with the blue only f+ck with the green
b+tch i am at it like i’m a machine (chine)
serving the smoke, i been making scenes (scenеs)
making hits, part of my routine (what? +tine)
she lеt me hit, i call her my queen (queen)
smacking that ass like a tambourine
tamagotchi all up on my wrist
p+ssy ass hoes just talk to the fist (uh)
they call me pyke, cause i got a list (uh)
i do it solo don’t need no assist (uh)
got a mcqueen, i put it in drift (uh, skrrrrr)
putting in effort i gotta admit
all off the dome, don’t follow no script (huh?)
call up jerome we making it lit (yeah)

[bridge]
yeah
call up jerome we gon’ make it lit, yeah
call up jerome we make it lit, yeah

[verse 2]
yeah, what?
b+tch i’m going crazy
never getting lazy (uh)
i be on the grind, b+tches call me jay z (what?)
brilliant mind but my vision getting hazy (ayy, ayy)
tryna stay kind but they always wanna face me
got a lil’ lady
she calls me baby
she can have my money, yeah i’m not shady (uh)
ask her “how much?” (how much you want?
she be like “eighty”
ain’t got no shame, i’m treating her daily (treating her daily)
it’s all the same (same)
i’m not the one you should blame (blame)
i cannot f+ck with no lame (i cannot f+ck with no lame)
put some respect on my name (name)
p+ssy ass hoes the know that i got that aim (yeah yeah)
they don’t wanna test my game (grrrr, bow, bow, bow)
yeah, light him up in flames (flames)
droppin’ that body we taking his chain (name, huh?)
[chorus]
yeah
i’m on the molly, i’m on the lean (it’s lil’ t! yeah)
might f+ck around and go pop me a bean (yeah, uh, what?)
don’t f+ck with the blue only f+ck with the green
b+tch i am at it like i’m a machine (chine)
serving the smoke, i been making scenes (scenes)
making hits, part of my routine (what? +tine)
she let me hit, i call her my queen (queen)
smacking that ass like a tambourine
tamagotchi all up on my wrist
p+ssy ass hoes just talk to the fist (uh)
they call me pyke, cause i got a list (uh)
i do it solo don’t need no assist (uh)
got a mcqueen, i put it in drift (uh, skrrrrr)
putting in effort i gotta admit
all off the dome, don’t follow no script (huh?)
call up jerome we making

[outro]
i’m on the molly, i’m on the lean
might f+ck around and go pop me a bean
don’t f+ck with the blue only f+ck with the green
b+tch i am at it like i’m a machine
serving the smoke, i’m making a scene
making hits, part of my routine
she let me hit, i call her my queen
smacking that ass like a tambourine
tamagotchi all up on my wrist
p+ssy ass hoes just talk to the fist

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