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tmb (can) - y fi dat! (rainforest remix) lyrics

[intro]
(holy f+ck my n+gga)
(likkle boy, cry, cry likkle boy, cry)
(i don’t sip that b+tch)
yeah, yeah
holy, i swear to god
up in the spot, your b+tch is like “yo that n+gga’s buddys long”
and tell her don’t [?] b+tch
b+tch, f+ckin’ wh0re

[verse 1]
yo, shorty said “i’m neeky”
beat that p+ssy mod, leave the floor creeky
i can’t f+ck that b+tch if she is not beefy (beefy)
i know brodie f+ck a big ting for the free free (for the free free)
holy, brodie so mod (so mod)
bad b+tch with a bawty she so bod (beefy)
i don’t hold the camera, i let my cro vlog (vlog that)
like bad b+tch, i pull up hit her with the trolla
holy, holy, holy
yo, beat so mod got me bouncing my shoulders (bounce that)
b+tch got a big bawty, look like boulders (boulders)
it’s a bag ting if she look like an ogre (grr)
no, say the nans creamy like some yogurt (duty nans)
bawty so mod and they gave mе a b+n+r
i just wanna bone her, n+gga no dits
i might havе to k!ll her, i don’t want kids (never that)
broski tell these f+cko+bawty b+tches wagwan
i don’t want kids, i just want bawty
run up on me and i hit him with a shotty (bing)
i like my food dry, but we came saucy
bod b+tch, and she’s tryna nyam pon c+cky
[chorus]
let me find out your wife and dance (why?)
likkle boy, that’s a man, why fi dat (why?)
you got a man, baby, you nuh have a lie for dance (lie)
let me f+ck you, you might have to cry for dance
likkle boy, cry, cry, likkle boy, cry

[verse 2]
i don’t want that b+tch, bawty too small (likkle bawty)
she throwing bawties tryna give me blue b+lls (blue b+lls)
and the bawty so fat, it’s built like a u+haul (black truck)
yo baby, let me grip that (likkle bawty)
dunkaroos b+tch, baby, let me dip that (dip that)
if your mandem not [?], better fl!ck (fl!ck that)
n+gga, don’t give me a beer, i don’t sip that (i don’t sip that b+tch)
i might give her this pee pee rough
now she wanna do all that freaky stuff (freaky)
i put glitter pon her bawty, neeky dust (neeky)
nani so wet it make my pee pee rust (holy)

[chorus]
let me find out your wife and dance (why?)
likkle boy, that’s a man, why fi dat (why?)
you got a man, baby, you not have a lie for dance (lie)
let me f+ck you, you might have to cry for dance (likkle boy, cry)
let me find out your wife and dance (why?)
likkle boy, that’s a man, why fi dat (why?)
you got a man, baby, you not have a lie for dance (lie)
let me f+ck you, you might have to cry for dance
likkle boy, cry, cry, likkle boy, cry

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