Lyrics:
tougne Diote na woma Dama deké dang dang Wahtou dafa djot tey ma tahaw am ndam yeah Mangui halat euleuk lou wara done sama yeuk yeuk Halat yéwou fadiar doh
Silver tougne Loaded gun I become One in one Split in two I refuse To shut my mouth The stitches help Can't pull them out But I've got a disease
god flow spit Sit down Cracker Jack let that nitro kick Pack o punch Purpalato on my tougne Hide out from five o And if he finds it I hope he tries it
matter drama or gossip My heart is your hood my dogs niggas I rock with (get away) Before you get clapped put the tougnes to two loose have everybody
the drama or gossip My heart is your hood my Dogs niggas I rock wit (Get away) Before you get clapped put the Tougnes to two loose Have everybody
matter drama or gossip My heart is your hood my dogs niggas I rock with (get away) Before you get clapped put the tougnes to two loose have everybody
back with this Beatnuts sound Junkyard with the flip, back with the title So slow be the flow and it go with my recital My idol, my tougne be fucking
missin' you In love with one bitch He bit the tougne kiss (Chorus) (Verse 3: Richie Rich) If I fucked her As if he fucked her Would it break ya heart If I
See you's a throwback and you know that You keep stunting give slow motion with a long tougne Im gone off that Jack Daniels fo sho you just made me CUM
White hotel room With snow outside A little puece of foil With paper inside Take these tabs Put em under your tougne Go explore the city And have
I get it hate me cuz I'm different When I speak negativity diminish Power in the tougne I got power in the flow Keep some power in the tow cut
마치 phone screen 하루종일 너랑 했었는데 fuckin tougne twist I did some wrong But I'm always right 나 그저 울었어 너와 함께였던 밤들이 너무나도 그리워서 마치 I can never fall in love 너는
pick up the phone you'll be dead. Don't you try to call the cops little girl, cops little girl, Your tougne is withered it's heavier than lead.
condolences... Tougnes flapping I can't make out your tone, Out hearts beat in slow motion. If we make it to the final scene...(fake flowers!) Show me
want to be alone pick me a flower find me one that doesn't complain my tougne is sour and i know that i might never be the same no
one my banga (come on Thotianna) Da né si forme, ngandi down, lolo you formé Taawi chewing-gum, dima piss, Maat tougne, raay hanches Nako dal mane may
surde that's my word its my turn to be hurd rolin in the G city ( G cita) I am the one to slap that taste in you're mouth rip you're tougne out wipe my
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