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temp hitts - 2 tight lyrics

i’m outside when i pop my sh+t
casamigos got me lit
eat this p+ssy use some spit
on a strap can you do a split
was with the white girl
when they threw out the spikes
can you loosen these handcuffs they too tight
do i look like the drug dealer type
lil dirty lil booty girl use some wipes
hickory d+ckory dock yeah
the drugs on the clock scale
i’m doing way
better than last year
last year cashier
with no help and no volunteer
i take rap serious like a career
her eyes look like chinese
say it’s too tight dont touch her hair
in love with the money
what a love affair
i thank god after ever prayer
my circle small can’t hang with squares
gotta get my nut and bounce out like squirrels
betta give no f+cks these folks don’t care
so many fits don’t know what to wear
pop out lit and they all stare
i step like i take the stairs
i see death behind them sh+lls
ever cried in them cells
never lied we can tell
she like both boys and girls
spend a bag on her hair and nails
she got all bills and like chanel
gon spend yo money if that’s alright
when it comes to money her money tight
just got her hair did
said it’s too tight
rubber band around the money
it’s too tight
some of y’all ain’t
rapped up too tight
got some good p+ssy and it’s too tight
got attitude and my fit too tight
don’t care about being your type
my money right and i’m alright
y’all betta stop listening to the hype

- temp hitts lyrics

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