Lyrics:
two just to get it down
I can't date her, she ain't got no cellular It was sweet, but let's wrap it up
Hit it with a turkey slap, I ain't here to dap
no dey slack
Bobbi is the one thing I never lack
Lemon bobbi wey dey give me slap
Remind me turkey when I see the lap
That hole in between make I fill
and the cocaine nose job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
I slap the turkey neck and it's hanging' from a pigeon wing
wanna eat brown rice with turkey log
It would be nice
Slap some peanut butter on a honey bun
Warm it up a little and eat it with coffee
I don't like
Honestly, your boy been a player
Dog, I been makin' moves, so matrix
I'm stoned stuck in traffic, I only slap Jack shit
I love the Lemon smell, I
move I make
I only do it for da bag
Turkey like the way I drag
Best believe she getting bagged
Slap it wit a stack
Then I Throw it in the air
I'mma slap a nigga I'mma fuck a bitch I'm breaking in your house and I'm taking all your shit and I'mma put it in a song I'mma slap a nigga I'mma
on the bed
Twerk
Network
I want head first
Lil turkey leg
Jerk
Spread
Birth
I want head first
I make her beg first
Leg work
I want head first
I never said
You know I plas-ter, the little bas-tard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggas backwards
Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes
need the Heimlich Maneuver
Your love sticks like
A turkey bone in my throat
She's in my thoughts and
It'll need a jolt to remove her
My love is
You know I plas-ter, the little bas-tard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggas backwards
Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes
Kinda delicious
What I'm sniffin' from the kitchen
It's a turkey not a chicken
And it's cookin' cos' it's Christmas!
In at least a week St Nick'll
ima Charge ya ass for that
Three strike ya ass on the lane make a Turkey out ya ass
I just now left from the oaks now
Im headed to woodlea lakes
No love
(I just want to do thangs, do thangs)
Yeah, alright
Working like a tiger lurking near a turkey
Starved like I'm out of jerky, started
Learning how
de vil kun kun fremad (Fremad)
Lægger ting på det beat, de blev ramt af
I december gør det til en varm dag
Du vil have Mercedes, Ferrari
Slap nu af,
ya'll this free turkey
Not like I do this for fun, this is work, B
Ain't nothing glamorous, who am I, Fergie?
I make you feel like you did as a kid
all I'm slangin's that dope yeah
Rhymes colder than my heart shits black
First place way I'm running this track
Like a booty way I'm making this slap
No
door three times and have your money
Or get to steppin' like Kappas stompin', I'll slap a junkie
I'm having lunch with Italian Sonny, don't ask
Baby steps never heard of it man dey want dash like zoom
Is you scared you cold turkey like meat in yesti en soup nigga
Heard you niggas talking shit me
Nigga fuck a Percy
Sucka sell to bro I'll do em dirty
Semi auto shotty buck a nigha like a turkey show no mercy
Yo main bitch on me and she thirsty
man
Cus' y'all some birdiеs (y'all some brrr)
Sold a whole lot of damn chickens
Whole lot of turkeys (go, let's go)
Said I'm go-go-go, go-go-go
Talkin'
relief when I'm eatin
Beef without the jerky
Hang tough like tit's and I
Got most of the turkey
Hurt me hurt me then leave me alone
When I'm upset I'm
High octane for the brain, puffin on some dank
Traffic backed up like a toilets do, bumper to bumper
Music on slap, sounding like a concert
Drink in
Fill it with madrone and bay
Stinks like hell and the neighbors complain
Don't give a hoot what they say
Gotta slap that hog
Roll em over twice
Gotta
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