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tim saunders - mmhmm lyrics

[intro: tim saunders, (docboii dre), and {lor zae}]
mmhmm?
(docboii dre)
{lor zae}
(uh)
{db for life}
tim saunders
{aye bro}
hold up, hold up
aye, aye

[hook x2: tim saunders]
mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm)
my sh-t catchy, n-gga, mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)
can you catch me? (nope!), mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)
this sh-t catchy mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm)

[verse 1: tim saunders]
(aye!) blue lights on the dash
(aye!) i named my malibu “anderson .paak”
(yeah!) i know some n-ggas that’s handling packs
but that sh-t ain’t for me, so i’m handling rap
(aye!) ain’t pulling weave, but i’m damaging tracks
(yeah!) i got fans overseas and god d-mn that’s fact
(aye!) and i’m calvin, the 3 and the town on my back
i don’t handle no keys, but i used to play sax
i don’t roll up no weed, but i f-ck up that loose leaf
i want some margielas, yeah, shout out to smooky
get chicken like popeyes, i want me a two piece
pop up out the blue, n-ggas thought i was tookie
get green like luigi, might cop me a mansion and
shoot my new vid and have lio rush dance in it
i’m not gambino, i don’t care what camp you in
feel like jayblac, i’m a champion, (shake my hand!)

[hook: tim saunders]

[hook: tim saunders (and docboii dre)]
mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (yeah)
my sh-t catchy, n-gga, mmm, mmm, mmm (docboii sh-t)
can you catch me? nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (docboii sh-t)
this sh-t catchy mmhmm, mmhmm

[verse 2: docboii dre]
gotta get ya own or you leachin’ (a leach)
it’s a potluck and we feastin’ (we eatin’)
bout beef, but n-ggas be vegan (uh)
we bang out and keep squeezing (bow)
for the fame, n-ggas be pressed
want the money, but i’m bout that mess
docboiis up for the test
we out greenwood, in the jets (yeah)
run down on ya whole set, uh (yeah)
none of these n-ggas gone step (nah)
gotta keep it real, that’s facts (for real)
nah, i ain’t even tryna flex (nah)
tay400 grab the .38 special
len duckedoff pop out, he’ll get you (for real)
don’t disrespect, the real goons won’t let you
gone see about it, f-ckboy, when i catch you, n-gga (yeah!)

[hook: tim saunders (and lor zae)]
mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (uh huh, uh huh)
my sh-t catchy n-gga, mmm, mmm, mmm (mmm, mmm)
can you catch me? nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (nope! nah!)
this sh-t catchy mmhmm, mmhmm (mmhmm, mmhmm)
mmhmm, mmhmm, mmhmm (uh huh, alright!)
my sh-t catchy n-gga, mmm, mmm, mmm (hi, i’m carl!)
can you catch me? nope!, mmm, mmm, mmm (lor zae!)
this sh-t catchy mmhmm, mmhmm

[verse 3: lor zae}
this sh-t catchy
you can’t catch me, i’m the gingerbread man
i been playing with them bands
got racks like wimbledon
these n-ggas rats
they be snitching, call ’em templeton
these n-ggas b-tches
say you gone do something, n-gga, well do it then
these n-ggas say that they shooters
n-gga, well come and shoot sh-t then
this sh-t so catchy
bro toss me the p-ss, it’s for the win
i feel in love with counting different digits
i can’t trust no friend
i been jumped in that water
it’s old to me, but new to him

[hook x2: tim saunders]

[outro: tim saunders, (docboii dre), and {lor zae}]
(gotta get ya own or you leachin’)
(it’s a potluck and we feastin’)
that’s fact
and i’m calvin, the 3 and the town on my back
i don’t handle no keys, but i used to play sax
{i feel in love with counting different digits}
{i can’t trust no friend}
{i been jumped in that water}
{it’s old to me, but new to him}

- tim saunders lyrics

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