tuner - tresemme lyrics
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe
, she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe
, she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
no she ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
i’m f+ckin’ her physically, mentally
cranberry juice with the hennessy
smoking like i’m in the 70s
i got the game in a pedigree
i got the same for my enemies
smokin’ marijuana medically
n+ggas hating, i don’t let it get to me
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe
, she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
i got that white and that ebony
gun on my side like a deputy
earn all my stripes like a referee
cross the line, that’s a penalty
i’m in the lab like it’s chemistry
adding, subtracting sh+t chemically
say we gon’ get it eventually
stuck on your mind like a melody
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe
, she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe,
she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
we gonna get it eventually
get money, get b+tches secondly
rich n+gga tendency
flexin’ on n+ggas
increase the intensity
gotta give it all your energy
trap lookin’ like a dispensary
keep it 100, a century
drop the top like a celebrity, f+ck all the jealousy
my city love me like john f. kennedy
i’m puttin’ in work with no resume
she give me head like it’s tresemme
she want my seed like a sesame
i’m in the street like it’s sesame
cook with no recipe, she say i got all her b+tches obsessed with me
i done f+cked all of her friends, and she still ain’t thinkin’ no less of me
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