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tre mission - park up pussy lyrics

[chorus: tre mission]
you’ll be like “ahh, help”
i’ll be like “park up, p-ssy”
park up, p-ssy, park up, p-ssy
you don’t want beef, don’t start up
you’ll be like “ahh, help”
i’ll be like “park up, p-ssy”
park up, p-ssy, park up, p-ssy
spray the whole whip when you park up, p-ssy
you’ll be like “ahh, help”
i’ll be like “park up, p-ssy”
park up, p-ssy, park up, p-ssy
you don’t want beef, don’t start up
you’ll be like “ahh, help”
i’ll be like “park up, p-ssy”
park up, p-ssy, park up, p-ssy
spray the whole whip when you park up, p-ssy

[verse 1: lay-z]
you’ll be like “ahh, help”
i’ll be like “fam, it’s an outside ting”
wanna chat sh-t? wanna try swing?
dun know, fam, it’s an outside ting
add me to the list, it’s an outside ting
you can’t forget fris, outside ting
you can try gwan wicked and bad
but you dun know, fam, it’s an outside ting
so if a man don’t run out
i guarantee that a man won’t come out
you can’t get mad with me
when your flow and lyrical content’s dun out
yeah, your bars are dead
go to your label, tell ’em what i said
you can tweet all the sh-t that you want
till it hits you when a bullet flies straight to your head

[verse 2: merky ace]
ft, man know that jingle
man wanna cling to the tree like tinsel
i don’t wanna hear about dem man’s symbol
dem man are beg friends, catting for the mingle
i’ve done bounced head off the wall like a pinball
living my life in a way that’s sinful
side by side with my g [?] kindle
in the trap spot, call it a drug pimple
that’s why i’ve got one swag phone
if it ain’t ft, don’t wanna know
gyal ah got a big b-tt, i was like “so?”
’cause i never put poom poom before dough
think say you’re bad ’cause you got a shambhala?
i’ve got a likkle lewi in the gucci, bro
we spend ps on food and sticks
so you will die in ends, then ghost

[verse 3: kozzie]
you’ll be like park up
i’ll be like bredrin, family, better stop
before you say my name, get your bars up
skid around the corner, skid around the corner
clap, you got your -rs- touched
these days, i don’t really deal with the hard stuff
i’ll send the youngers round for you, masked-up
dragged out your whip, smacked through the gl-ss ’cause
(beep), ask merky about that, blud
go buy the ep, that’s called ‘catch up’
ask about me, i get my racks up
i’ll be at your girlfriend’s yard, bax up
mind out the way before you get taxed up
i don’t really give man second chances
double-o, double-o, yeah, i’m the hardest
i’ll be like “trust”

- tre mission lyrics

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