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tresor online - lambo lyrics

[verse 1]
look
you ain’t ready
they ain’t on it they softer than teddies
she a treesh
she a wetty
i still hit from the back cause it’s heavy
throw my dance
getting study
on the block imma hang like a jersey
she gone l!ck on my skin like a hershey’s
and i’m getting that brain like i’m nerdy
[chorus]
if man really wantta test this do you like netflix
true my nickname is gordon ramsay
swing that chef man i swing that rambo
when i raise up the doors of the lambo
suddenly gal wantta blow man’s candle
i got five hundred k like bando
mеn are hating cause you broke likе ankles

[verse 2]
she a sl+t
she a skeezer
i be plucking my opps like a tweezer
gettin hot
like a fever
she a thot i get top and i leave her
what you claim
what you jacking
deadass shorty she overreacting
and i’m getting that money like draftkings
got my doolie you won’t catch me lacking
if i step to the opps man
i make man run like they chased and i transit
i spent two weeks chillin in the abode and im
on my own roam and i swear i can’t stand it
you ain’t see what i seen, so you won’t understand it
jack boys, really like jack son like janet
i’m on the track issa rap like a blanket
out this world like a planet
ayy, ayy, ayy
hit the phone for a picture
i got more rizz than a girl named merissa
i hit that once and i dash never miss her
my bro pooled up in a coup like gorillas
yes, i want that money and i want that skrilla
i fly three shawties to turks and the villa
your ex don’t want you
she said you vanilla
i might need a doctor i’m sick i’m illa uh uh
i don’t need a belly to go ride out
my team come from north and my next thing south
if you shat on my name get a box in your mouth
numb nut corey got the packs in the house
my chain made of water my neck might drown
how you like a sit on your head like crown
you go ask anyone i’m the dork of the town
young jock coola what cause it’s going down
look
don’t make me act up
i got brodie but i don’t need back up
if you mess with the gang you get packed up
yeah you broke you ain’t never had stacks up
louis v and it’s holding my pants up
used to live with your bm you’re shacked up
like i play all the p+sses get hacked up
like the back of the truck better back up
[chours]
if man really wantta test this do you like netflix
true my nickname is gordon ramsay
swing that chef man i swing that rambo
when i raise up the doors of the lambo
suddenly gal wantta blow man’s candle
i got five hundred k like bando
men are hating cause you broke like ankles

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