Thouxanbanfauni – B2b Lyrics
Artist: Thouxanbanfauni
Song: B2b
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Copped new drip, it came with the ocean, drowned him on a splash
Drowned the man on a splash, brand new whip drivin’ Ocean Ave
f#ckin’ that b#tch from the back off bath salts, you woulda thought I spazzed
Uh, doin’ the dash in a brand new Trackhawk, I almost crashed
p#ss# lil n#gg#, you ain’t even no have the cash
p#ss# lil hoe can’t come to my telly’ if you ain’t got no #ss
Shawty you bad, I’ll smash, but nah I ain’t the n#gg# to gas
On go, on vroom all day, only the real gon’ last
b#tches be dumb and life be hard, gotta go through the day with a flask
n#gg#s my sons, most of them raised
Shawty wanna be my future but don’t wanna tell me her past
Shawty wanna be my future but won’t tell me her past
I gotta go away
I need my personal space
Shawty always had a real pretty face, thick thighs and a real thin waist
n#gg#s be f#ckin’ with the baddest hoes, still cheat on em’
n#gg#s be f#ckin’ on the baddest hoes, still cheat on em’
Then I’ma backout the Wraith
Glock, the faith
Backout the Dodge, you could race
Backout the
Put the b#tch in check so quick
No matter how bad, never will chase
Never been racist, f#ck a girl in every race, yeah
I’m a real Batman, Bruce Wayne
At Del Frisco’s with your hoe eatin’ on steak
Whole lotta girlfriends, I guess that’s a lot on my plate
And calamari
Two different b#tches, both of them are barbies
Know you lookin’ salty
Like Spalding
I could convince a b#tch to work for me and make it a
I could convince a b#tch to twerk for me at four in the morning
I could convince a n#gg# to give up his or he gon’ see a coffin
I do the dash in the Beamer right down Rodeo, I seen the boy walkin’
Who is that boy? These p#ss# #ss boys
I feel like I’m the king of New York, Joe Dirt, you Christopher Walken
Goofy lil boy want smoke and static with us, leave him out in the chalk then
Oh, they get chalked then
Oh, cause’ they callin’
Oh, we ballin’
Oh, they stallin’
Duffle bag hold alotta’ sticks
p#rnstars got alotta’ dicks
Think he straight, then he in it
Hidden
This bullet here gon’ have your name
This sh#t gon’ hit him
All these bullets they gon’ hit him
All these bullets they gon’ hit him
p#rnstars
X Videos, Glocks and dicks
I need Jesus
All my b#tches been filled with s#men
All my n#gg#s been turned to demons
Real dedication, baby I’m leading
All of my n#gg#s they turn to demons
Hellcat vroom, vroom, vroom I’m speedin’
You might die, just for trreason
You might die for no mof#ckin’ reason
All of my ex’s are
All of you new hoes so past season
I got Monclers on to change the season
I’m a young n#gg#
I just pulled up in a Hellcat
And I don’t care to give a
GTR with a SRT, baby you know I’m known for speed
Need for speed, go to midnight club, Gran Turismo
Never seen n#gg#s dominate the streets
TTB, young elites, 3400 soldiers eat
Baby don’t call my bipolar cause’ I’m cold with the heat
And I’m cold like the winter company
Baby call me bipolar, mix the Xanax with the
SRT-T-B, my shooters they shoot for free
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
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Release Year: 2021