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tiny jag - footsies lyrics

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(yeah)

where’s my cookie
n-ggas getting accolades
for being rookies
get acknowledgment
for what they should be
little chocolate on a roll
you should call me tootsie
yeah you decent but
i’m tripping off of what you could be
sitting solo, with a solo
zipping up my hoodie
hamburgers pulled up
so i gotta boogie

i’m not f-cking with that n-gga
’cause he kinda pushy
so i’m with my other n-gga
and we playing footsies

yuh
playing footsies
ylang ylang and patchouli oil
got me smelling woodsy
mr. pushy blowing up my line
yeah, he would be
that’s what happens when you
mommy dudes that was wussy
yuh
playing footsies
ylang ylang and patchouli oil
got me smelling woodsy
mr. pushy blowing me up
figured he would be
that’s what happens when you
mommy dudes that was wussy

(the same mother-f-ckers blowing you up
is the same mother-f-ckers that’ll hold you back
lemme tell you something, jack
get the f-ck away from me man
back the f-ck up with that f-cked up -ss energy)

built eastside tough
yeah, i’m kinda rough
but i don’t mean nothing by it
just keep the border abided
’cause a change in the climate
means a change in my diet
that’s the nature of the archer
you don’t gotta apply it
used to check-in with a n-gga
on moross is where we would be
liked him ’cause he never
overlooked me
used to feed him apple pie
but he never took me

now i’m with my other n-gga
and we playing footsies

yuh
playing footsies
ylang ylang and patchouli oil
got me smelling woodsy
mr. pushy blowing up my line
yeah, he would be
that’s what happens when you
mommy dudes that was wussy
yuh
playing footsies
ylang ylang and patchouli oil
got me smelling woodsy
mr. pushy blowing me up
figured he would be
that’s what happens when you
mommy dudes that was wussy

(f-cking wild -ss looney tunes
no f-cking home training
these n-ggas will play with your head, sis
f-ck these n-ggas
give a f-ck -ss n-ggas
don’t call my phone
don’t like my pics
i’m dead to you
i am mrs. f-cking dead to you
do you hear me
weak -ss n-ggas
hand me a f-cking lighter)

- tiny jag lyrics

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