| 3 hunned thousand in the tuk spot
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| But I ride around like I’m broke ho
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| These bitches on my nuts now
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| Cause they know a nigga getting more dough
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| Stupid mainy hella saucey from the trap
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| Must have blew her minds from it she heard a nigga back
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| I slid through the spot already gone off yak
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| Half a bottle in my pocket ain’t no act, nigga
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| My folks was driving, hoes was hiding
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| When they seen that S5 pull up beside her
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| Run off and stay in pocket like a real bitch
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| The peers is in my swag, can you feel it
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| I step up in the joint let the hoes get on
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| Turn the party off whenever team performing
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| I pull off in foreign I might squat the limit
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| Have to see my house to see how I’m living
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| It’s bout, it’s bout
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| 3 hunned thousand in the tuk spot
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| But I ride around like I’m broke ho
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| These bitches on my nuts now
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| Cause they know a nigga getting more dough
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| Boss mac-ing looking like a ball player
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| Got a mansion on a golf course by the lake I look out
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| Type of pair make your bitch panties drop come in
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| Get amazed, get some head, get some dick and get out
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| A little conversation figured I was broke
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| Ain’t know her favorite song is the song I wrote
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| Ain’t even gotta stunt, no jewelry on
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| Rather blow her mind when I bring her home
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| Fuck her on the couch, fucking up the head board
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| Let her fly me out, take me to the airport
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| Walking round broke, rare form
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| Old bit, but I got some new jordans, whop out!
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| 3 hunned thousand in the tuk spot
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| But I ride around like I’m broke ho
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| These bitches on my nuts now
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| Cause they know a nigga getting more dough
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| Another million in the attic, money I’m an addict
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| Don’t follow her around cause my shit on automatic
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| R8 stick shift porsche automatic
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| If they knew how much I have, then they prolly need a medic
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| Stay on under but niggas know I’m big whipping
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| I slide through the block with my new shit sitting
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| Sitting, sitting, new bitch sitting for a stand up nigga
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| So that new bitch sitting
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| 3 in the morning ain’t disappointed, my bitch the truth
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| Just like sir jordan it ain’t no loot, it ain’t important
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| I’m eating good, but living normal, whop out!
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| 3 hunned thousand in the tuk spot
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| But I ride around like I’m broke ho
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| These bitches on my nuts now
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| Cause they know a nigga getting more dough |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tuk Spot , by - Clyde Carson. Song from the album S.T.S.A. (Something To Speak About), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп