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tiacorine – santa lyrics

[intro: tiacorine]
oh+ah+oh, woah, woah
woah+ah+oh, woah, woah
ohh+ah+oh, woah, woah
woah+ah+oh (grove$ide work)
huh, yeah (grove$ide)

[pre+chorus: tiacorine]
huh, yeah
ohh, oh, oh, oh
huh
ohh+uh+oh
huh (yeah, yeah)
ohh, oh, oh, oh
huh, yeah
ohh, woah

[verse 1: tiacorine]
ice cold, no fridge
got connects, no bridge
new n+gga, you old
call that n+gga otis
blue hair, yellow bish
just like march simpson
i’m too high right now, i don’t wanna take a pic
i’m too high right now, can’t feel my limbs
my voice so fire, i don’t need adlibs
my n+gga got me, so they wanna be like him
synonyms, melanin
brown sugar cinnamon

[chorus: tiacorine]
huh, woah, yeah, woah
huh, woah, yeah, woah (p+ssy girl, yeah, you know my man)
huh, woah, yeah, woah
huh, woah, yeah, ohh+oh+oh
huh, woah, yeah, woah
huh, woah, yeah, woah (p+ssy boy, you must know my man)
huh, woah, yeah, woah
huh, yeah (i don’t give no f+ck, don’t give no d+mn)
[verse 2: frais006]
saw you wit’ ya mans, but he is not the kid
got another type of rapper, she tryna hit a l!ck
[?] jean, jordan 6
look at me, take a pic
’cause these drugs that i mix up, might take me outta here
take your b+tch to my foreign, ’cause your uber here
think they built my car backwards, engine in the rear
sung my song like a phantom, kissin’ on the french
you were born in atlanta, livin’ in the air
shanaynay in dior, the million dollar b+tch
anything i can order, she can make appear
all these bands, i can’t spoil her, ’cause she not my b+tch
and you know once it’s over, feed her to the clip

[outro: frais006]
ooh, yeah
woo, yeah
ooh, yeah
ooh, oh+oh+oh
ooh, ooh, oh
ooh, ohh, oh+oh+oh
here we go!

- tiacorine lyrics

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