| Yeah that’s Mack Maine right there, and we ain’t got no worries
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| You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there
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| See them sh-roomies right there we ain’t got no worries
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| Tunechi in this bitch, e’rybody should be worried
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| Them pussy niggas be purring, bitches be diggin' me I feel buried
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| And if she make this dick hard, she woke up a sleeping giant
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| Man your bitch speak in tongues every time we speak in private
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| Hope your barber shop open cause we got hair triggers
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| Smoke so much that Smokey the Bear’ll have to bear with us
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| And that Jeep with the doors off that means that bitch sleep
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| All these bitches think they’re the shit, I’ll send them up shit’s creek
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| You see Tunechi right here, give me brain ideas
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| It’s ok if you turn up just don’t turn off my light years
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| All I know is I do it what I’m smoking I grew it
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| B’s up, Blood Gang; |
| Piru it, and all rats gotta die even Stuart
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| On my private jet and my stewardess is your bitch nigga, bitch Nigga
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| I know gold-diggers and ditch-diggers
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| You don’t get dissed, you get disfigured
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| She say sorry I didn’t shave so that pussy a little furry
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| I put that pussy in my face: I ain’t got no worries
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| Tunechi
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| You can look me in my face
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| See the sh-rooms keep me up
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| You see money right there, yeah that’s Tunechi right there (turn up)
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| Yeah that’s Mack Maine right there, and we ain’t got no worries
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| You see pussy right there, redbone mangos right there
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| See them sh-roomies right there, we ain’t got no worries
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| We ain’t got no worries
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| She bad as a hooker, so she ain’t got no worries
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| She want me to eat her sugar, I say «Why you in a hurry?»
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| She say «Why you asking questions?» |
| I say «Bitch you tryna be funny!»
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| Now take your fucking clothes off, let me see that Donkey Kong
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| I swing your ass back and forth, back and forth on my monkey bar
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| That camel toe, that camel toe, no worries no panty-hose
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| These niggas falling off like baggy clothes, I smoke more than a magic show
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| I swear I saw my ho, I swear she was with my ho
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| You know I fuck them both, sore pussy and sore throat
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| Bitch, it’s Tunechi and I’m out chea, no worries no worries
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| I would talk about my dick, but man that shit be a long story
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| YEAHHH, OHH SHIT, I’M UP, YEAHH, YOUNG MULA BABY!
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| You can look me in my face
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| See the sh-rooms keep me up
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| (I ain’t got no worries)
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| You see money right there, yeah that’s Tunechi right there (turn up)
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| Yeah that’s Mack Maine right there, and we ain’t got no worries
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| You see pussy right there redbone mangos right there
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| See them sh-roomies right there |