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• Artiste: Tha Joker TooCold
• Titre: F.H.I.T.O.
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(Verse) I woke up this morning and my breakfast was a blunt I looked up in the mirror like tonight I’m gonna turn up See, I got court tomorrow but be damned if I show up I walk off in the club holla we don’t getting no fuck I’m smoking with your hoe, she showing booty hole And she popping molly like it’s birth control Big bitch, no car, baby girl that’s alright Say you down to fuck and I pick you up like Enterprise Out to get it and I’m going hard, gulp and drink up in my car I got a rocket off in my pants, you play with me you gonna see it off LV hold up my bitches, bitch nigga what you know about it? On probation getting hot, fuck how it turn out (Hook) We live for today, ain’t worried ‘bout tomorrow Lot of bitches, lot of bottles I’m on keysha and molly Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Bitch take off your clothes, I’mma roll this dough Smashin in the whip, I might not make it home Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out (Verse) These niggas getting exposed These gangsters playing with their nose The white girls go crazy, I like to play in the snow Bitch you know it’s too cold I get drunk and run through, hoe My baby mamma she calling me Can answer that, fuck no Yes, I am the best And she pops it like a paternity test I do this for fun and she wants to give me some ‘Cause she like my music, I’m bumping like guns OFL we too legit, every night we do this shit You a house nigga, cut it out, I wax to that then I buff it out Two half shots but my next day rolling blunts straw been in grave Your girl look like Kim Kay, what that mean? Sex tape (Hook) We live for today, ain’t worried ‘bout tomorrow Lot of bitches, lot of bottles I’m on keysha and molly Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Bitch take off your clothes, I’mma roll this dough Smashin in the whip, I might not make it home Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out Fuck how it turn out, fuck how it turn out