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yung vinsk - fumin lyrics

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{intro}
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah

{hook}
got a bad b+tch
and she wetter than a pool now
i’m dehydrated
looking like a fool now
but she got me so hard yeah, yeah
i got a tool now
and i got her excited bout to go down
huh!

{verse l}
i don’t wanna look dumb
gonna f+ck till she cum
make her legs go numb yeah
and she don’t quit on gimmin’ sum
you wanna make it fun?
girl let’s have a threesome
i can put up n upon
search stumble upon
make it go on and on and on!
put it out yeah
you eat with your tongue
now i’m feeling loose playing sum drums
pararapum pararapapampum what?
pararapum pararapapampum

first i bang drums then i bang yo mom
shout out frix for the beat n the lesson
make it up a storm
you can watch it with your son
smoke a spliff
keep it in your lungs
take a shot
mix coke with the rum
huh

till the crack of dawn
feeling groovy, till the crack of dawn yeah
feeling groovy, yeah till the dawn yeah
feeling groovy dawn till the dawn

{bridge}
yeah i got a baby moma
gonna suck on me till i common’
feeling out the sun
sweet home alabama
{verse ll}
want me to finish with a dot
but i will continue with a comma
baby don’t make no drama
cuz’ i smoke marijuana
for the pain and i’m gonna
find a b+tch who jams to nirvana
not takin of my pyjamas
on a sunday mornin’

till the sun is out
ye you know what vinsk is about
what?
keep weird
keep different
keep it out loud
want to get sum
keep it on the low low
yea got make money when my parents don’t

{verse lll}

yea got make money when my parents don’t
yea i gotta be humble papa said so
yea i gotta keep coming when they on the go
yea gotta keep running when they on the show
yea got make money when my parents don’t
yea i gotta be humble papa said so
yea i gotta keep coming when they on the go
yea gotta keep running when they on the show

i’m trying to talk but my speech don’t make sense
i’m mumbling and mumbling not feeling so tense
at least i’m not with them fake friends
that are trynna suck out my energy

b+tch i been shoppin’ with the paper bags
and i got that purple swag, purple swag
b+tch i been shoppin’ with dem’ paper bags
and i might just make my own flag

why ask me to go full out?
when i’m jet lagged
yung vinsk
why ask me to go full out?

{bridge}

yeah i got a baby moma
gonna suck on me till i common’
feeling out the sun
sweet home alabama

want me to finish with a dot
but i will continue with a comma
baby don’t make no drama
cuz’ i smoke marijuana
for the pain and i’m gonna
find a b+tch who jams to nirvana
not takin’ of my pyjamas
on a sunday

{hook}

got a bad b+tch
and she wetter than a pool now
i’m dehydrated
looking like a fool now
but she got me so hard yeah, yeah
i got a tool now
and i got her excited bout to go down
huh!
bout to go down
bout to go down
you already know
frix on the track b+tch

- yung vinsk lyrics

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