william preat – tiptoe lyrics
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
ay
i was walkin around
smokin a square
b+tch i dont care
see on a b+tch
bring her to bed
f+ck on her head ay
shawty be on me
i crashed the rarri
she like the salami
baby hop on me
i’m not your mummy’
i dont pay nothing
lookin like barbie
shes ugly or somethin
iced out to my back
tj sellin crack
meth don’t hold me back
choppa be on me
wave it around
catch a few bodies
ooo
hmmm
choppa be hungry on sumthin
b+tches be on me asking how
whatchu be talking about
getting the bag and the clout
f+ck wid your girl and im out
shawty be runnin her mouth
b+tches be lookin like clowns
i come straight from the south
now i go asking them out
see i’m really about
k!ll and leave them with doubt
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
ay
walkin around
waltzing around
shawty in bed
stressing out
faking clout
now i need some head
she was out, up on my bro
so i went and shot his home
family dead, holes in domes
k!lled them all, cops didn’t even know
call me a k!ller, i messed up his face
i rolled up his homie, a lil disgrace
your b+tch is still crying, mascarra her face
i got the black nails, your dead anyways
uh uh uh uh
dont even know
i shot up your homies
dead, dead
on the dome
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
tip toe, b+tches on my bro, omi
imma hit the dope
b+tches call my phone
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
omi
on my bro
f+ckin on my bro
ay
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