Tommy Wit Da Tone – b#tch Made

Tommy Wit Da Tone b#tch Made

Tommy Wit Da Tone – b#tch Made Lyrics

Artist: Tommy Wit Da Tone
Song: b#tch Made

b#tch I’m comin through, f#ck you think you talkin too
Meet me at the rendevous, hit ya with the one two
Blood stain residue on my muhf#ckin shoe
Flauggin #ss muhf#cka who the f#ck is you

Talkin that sh#t while I’m busy comin down
Only startin sh#t because you got no f#ckin spine
b#tch you better pray because you runnin outta time
Your alarm went off, now you get the f#ckin nine

You a bone headed, mouth breathing
No meaning in sh#t you speaking
Displeasin, deceivin
Talkin trash your way of preaching

Loudmouth muthaf#cka stop that childish #ss screaming
Tryna bring me down but you can go on and keep dreaming
Stupid dumb b#tch made, slandering like seventh grade
Throwing shade, sh#t parade, drama like MTV Made

Always saying something but it’s never to my face
And if it’s to my face then boy I hope you got that medicaid
Wanna be, nobody, talk but not in front of me
Listen to me, tommy will speak, breakin your #ss a guarentee

Disagree on these things, imma bring a referee
Reality is here to be, breakin you off in the first degree
Attribute or contribute all the sh#t you cannot refute
And I know cause b#tch I been knew, can’t put back what you have withdrew

And I’m breakin em off and I’m droppin it off
Before I be gettin a f#ckin payoff
All that that sh#t you was spittin, the rhymes I be kickin
I got you a shovel a grave you’ll be digging, b#tch

Verse II: Special K
b#tch made, b#tch made, twisted like a crossfade
I don’t need no opps around unless you got some sh#t to say
So performative take your #ss to broadway

Before I put this nine all up in your airway
Send your #ss to heaven then watch you take flight
Then I’ll throw a kick back all in the same night
You don’t even wanna think you’re acting fourth right

You’re talking funny, fella
Uh
Now back to the basics, makin moves never say sh#t
In this little game of life b#tch I don’t quit

f#ck around trickin on a fella while yo b#tch gobblin down on my shaft like vilasic
Is it the liquor or sex you see creepin the mentals of your past just what it be
Sooner later imma come and call your bluff
While you talkin sh#t wanna act tough

Yo, ever since I was young I was dreaming six figures in a three story home
Tiled kitchen, two kids, one girl, might just make a f#ckin mission
Hit a lick and put your #ss to the ground lil fella
I’m tryna live a life bright with some nice scenes

Rollin up the doja sippin liquor eating ice cream
Wanna lay up and chill with a fine queen
Lord knows I can’t cause you know covid-19
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Release Year: 2022