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tyler kinng – nigga my nigga lyrics

[verse 1: tyler kinng]:
f-cking hoes, stripping hoes
n-gga get your money right
pick a dope, drop that dope
up with a b-tter knife
three hoes, in a two seater
n-gga n-gga, need a bigger car
b-tches sucking d-ck
she suck my d-ck like a f-ckin straw
n-gga i’m on top i’m on top of it all
if i jump from where i’m at
i will bust my -ss when i fall
so ahead of these n-ggas
b-tch i walk before i fall
i’m authentic, i’m official
and yo n-gga is a knock off
i’m smoking paw paw pierce headband
thirty- four all i need
is one call that had em gone
after dope i meant to dope
with this scope like tiger woods
i’m getting to these hoes
pop a lot of x’s
smoke a lot of o’s
tic tac toes cl!ck clack o’s
n-gga, i’m so high n-gga might fly
seen r. kelly in the sky
feeling like drugs, winning all the time
money longer than an unemployed line
nah n-gga you lying
you got me f-cked up
beat that p-ssy like an uppercut
i don’t give a f-ck
even if i did i won’t give it you sir
n-gga i’m flexing

[hook: tyler kinng]:
n-gga x11
d-mn my n-gga x5
n-gga x11

[verse 2: tyler kinng]
i turned her into a dime
from a penny getting head in benz
b-tch i ball like monica and quincy loving basketball
i been a dog pistol
taking a nap in my draws nutted on her face
now she look like santa clause
imma whoop the dope bout to white
i ain’t talking sleet or snow
imma f-ck that hoe
you gone f-ck that hoe
let’s tag team
imma make that hoe
clothes fall off like baggy jeans
you done brought her diamonds
all i did was sell that hoe a dream
she been a hoe then she got with you
she never been this broke
i hit her with that barry coleman sh-t
yeah that’s the different stroke
i hit her with that different sh-t
popped a molly sweating sh-t
n-gga i’m that bruce lee
n-gga i done speak all the truth

[hook: tyler kinng]
n-gga x11
d-mn my n-gga x5
n-gga x11

- tyler kinng lyrics

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