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timmy b - lakeside lyrics

black mask and my weapon got me feeling like i’m zorro
got her on a string she coming back just like a yoyo
acting like a thug so call him rob de niro
oh no
drums get to hitting like it’s go go
aw man
guess me and the gang just got to spin again
yeah yeah
we just upped the score and we not playing fair

i’m making more without her so i had to leave that girl alone
dealing with real one so she know she better check her tone
trynna rep the set but that boy gone have to pay some
jakes thеy asking question they don’t know we nеver say nothing
catfishing n+ggas yeah them boys try to be me
if they put on my shoes they gone say this sh+t ain’t easy
counting fifty’s hundred’s
zoned out i’m in money trance
all this money on me
no sp+ce in my d+mn pants
shawty oh so crazy
yeah i love to call her loco
tell me she a foreign
yeah that girl is not local
go get and bag is some sh+t that you will never do
if he say he want the smoke then you know we got to follow suit
know that’ she geeking yeah that girl too problematic
they know i’m so clutch cause i won’t fold and i won’t panic
no i won’t change on my team like durant did
he think he a comedian we gonna make that boy stand up
black mask and my weapon got me feeling like i’m zorro
got her on a string she coming back just like a yoyo
acting like a thug so we call him rob de niro
oh no
drums get to hitting like it’s go go
aw man
guess me and the gang just got to spin again
yeah yeah
we just upped the score and we not playing fair
black mask and my weapon got me feeling like i’m zorro
got her on a string she coming back like a yoyo

gah d+mn
put holes in chest we leave him stranded like he zero
can not save that girl cause i’m not even a hero
to the jakes i’m blind no i really didn’t see that
double cup sipping is why i’m spinning like a rotary
know her shape her anatomy
still wanna f+ck when she mad at me
versace on me with saint laurent
don’t hop off that porch you not tough enough
go get a bag and i flip and stunt
don’t tote no uzi but i do what i want
mama don’t like it when i’m toting guns
her youngest son
i’m one of one
plotting on some milly’s
when i’m chilling with my billy’s
you was never round when we was smoking dimes and nickels
you was never round when was smoking with the lights off
have fresco my heart cold stone
i can’t find mi corazon
i ain’t type the say i love you
ain’t the type to kiss or hug you
got to put bag above you
pinky out when sipping i’m bougie
smoking on paper i don’t keep me a loose leaf
she not f+cking with me cause i know that’ she choosing
and i’m moving low key they be watching my movements
black mask and my weapon got me feeling like i’m zorro
got her on a string she coming back just like a yoyo
acting like a thug so we call him rob de niro
oh no
drums get to hitting like it’s go go
aw man
guess me and the gang just got to spin again
yeah yeah
we just upped the score and we not playing fair

- timmy b lyrics

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