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tiacorine & pouya - damn right lyrics

[intro: tiacorine]
h+llo
b+tch, shut the+ b+tch, shut the
(at the tone, please record your message)

[verse 1: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the f+ck+, you ain’t ’bout sh+t
it’s a lot of b+tches bumpin’ gums that never count sh+t
nesquik, chocolate b+tches, strippers, i invest in
impressin’, they hate when i’m around
’cause they can’t do this, it’s depressin’
location, i just need it, ’cause this shorty, i’m addressin’
question, can we just work it out? like, get your steps in
you gon’ lose a friend for every time you keep progressin’
stressin’, f+ck what they be talkin’, get your+ (d+mn right)
color purp’, ’cause i been like fightin’ all my d+mn life
b+tch, i got a glock,i got a knife, i feel like wes’ snipes
big d+ck, skinny n++++, shawty, that’s the best type
pimpin’ right, let a n++++ try me, turn to dolomite

[chorus: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the f+ck+, you ain’t ’bout sh+t
it’s a lot of b+tches bumpin’ gums that never count sh+t (b+tch, shut the+, b+tch, shut the+)
b+tch, shut the f+ck+, you ain’t ’bout sh+t
it’s a lot of b+tches bumpin’ gums that never count sh+t
[interlude: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the+, b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the f+ck+)
bi+b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the+, shut the+)
bi+b+tch, shut the f+ck+
b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the f+ck+)
you ain’t ’bout sh+t

[verse 2: tiacorine]
i was just beatin’ on that b+tch like a bad dog, huh
shawty, back it up like it’s a bad clog (word up)
ain’t no cat fishin’, take your hat off
b+tch, i’m a mother, i ain’t f+ckin’ with no back+talk
heard you said i’m toxic, well, then, why you take your pants off?
turn that n++++ on so much, ain’t never seen his d+ck soft (word up)
word to christ
watered down, these b+tches just like crystal light
f+ck that n++++
go to bed on time ’cause i can’t miss my flight
who is this?
i ain’t save your number ’cause your money light
p+ssy tight, drink my h2o and keep my money right

[interlude: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the f+ck+, you ain’t ’bout sh+t
it’s a lot of b+tches bumpin’ gums that never count sh+t
b+tch, shut the f+ck+, you ain’t ’bout sh+t
it’s a lot of b+tches bumpin’ gums that never count sh+t
b+tch, shut the+
[verse 3: pouya]
d+mn, b+tch, when you’re gon’ learn to keep that mouth shut?
baby, bone a top dog, but, i love me a d+mn mutt
you could talk about me, but, good luck, when tryna touch
like a b+tch with her legs wide
f+ck boy, you’re getting f+cked
i love when she suck my nuts
i love how she grip my d+ck when ridin’ in my porsche
she said that my aura was enough to get her wet
tinted windows, you can only see a passing silhouette
runnin’ laps around these rappers, i’m not even breakin’ a sweat
cut me my check and then put me to rest
i just wanna be alone, i don’t wanna end up in debt
at the bottom of a river with three bullet holes in my head
all but six, the set
better not forget and come correct
florida boy, i’m stackin’ cheese like a rat
swervin’ in my cadillac with a pistol c+cked back
sittin’ on my lap

[interlude: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the+, b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the f+ck+)
bi+b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the+, d+mn right)
bi+b+tch, shut the f+ck+
b+tch, shut the f+ck+
shut the f+ck+ (shut the f+ck+)
you ain’t ’bout sh+t
[outro: tiacorine]
b+tch, shut the f+ck+ (b+tch)
b+tch, shut the f+ck+
b+tch, shut the+
b+tch, shut the f+ck+

- tiacorine pouya lyrics

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