Song parody of
Tsunami
by BabyBoySlimee
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(SPKilla)
I got a tsunami
I keep them wound’s round’ me
Yea they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we ain't playing
I catch a tsunami
I got them wound’s round’ me
Swear they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we ain't playing
Hundreds on Hundreds
Where that shit coming from dawg
That shit coming straight off the boat
Packy’s on Perky’s Nigga
I ain’t talking no drugs
This money i get it by loads
Ni**a be playing my money my guwala
Ima put that K’ by his throat
And i don’t even fuck with 12 Nah
Look at me getting escorted by troll (Huh)
Wait she like the way that the beat drop
She grabbin’ up on me
She screaming my name
She like how my meat drop (Yea)
He changes his colors
He spreading his wings i call him a peacock
400K all on a house
And that shit done came with a tree top
And i got the Cocaine whites
I wear it on a cocaine night
And i don’t even sniff cocaine
But smoke that propane ice
And no ni**a cant come to my hood
if they don’t show face right
And if you think you gon’ pull up on me
Im gone bitch im gon’ take flight
I got a tsunami
I keep them wound’s round’ me
Yea they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we aint playing
I catch a tsunami
I got them wound’s round’ me
Swear they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we aint playing
(SPKilla)
I got a tsunami
I keep them wound’s round’ me
Yea they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we ain't playing
I catch a tsunami
I got them wound’s round’ me
Swear they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we ain't playing
Hundreds on Hundreds
Where that shit coming from dawg
That shit coming straight off the boat
Packy’s on Perky’s Nigga
I ain’t talking no drugs
This money i get it by loads
Ni**a be playing my money my guwala
Ima put that K’ by his throat
And i don’t even fuck with 12 Nah
Look at me getting escorted by troll (Huh)
Wait she like the way that the beat drop
She grabbin’ up on me
She screaming my name
She like how my meat drop (Yea)
He changes his colors
He spreading his wings i call him a peacock
400K all on a house
And that shit done came with a tree top
And i got the Cocaine whites
I wear it on a cocaine night
And i don’t even sniff cocaine
But smoke that propane ice
And no ni**a cant come to my hood
if they don’t show face right
And if you think you gon’ pull up on me
Im gone bitch im gon’ take flight
I got a tsunami
I keep them wound’s round’ me
Yea they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we aint playing
I catch a tsunami
I got them wound’s round’ me
Swear they gon’ boom bout’ me
And we aint playing
