Tim Duncan Freestyle(21) Lyrics

Niggas love to act like hoes

Sorta in control of how goes

You should want the gold but soft as Niggas on they tippy toes

Knock em off of those

And show em how to catch a kill

Comin soon if it ever will

A couple ways

both a win

Table mess of mills

And one who keep her head under like she grew a set of gills

I Love this life and every set of thrills

So we sing

We da movers

Here for everything

Could spoil Brodie show

& showed the biggest clip you ever scene

Feigns lookin for me

Weed coma got the best of things

The phone on the bomb this bitch'll blow up if it ever ring

Half asleep don't forget ya weapon king

Grab the celly

Shit on lock like I left the screen

& motivated as you was

the day you finally met the team

Im like A staple centered-round a rep to bring

The city gimme love

Ever was then I still got some

Never was pray you rather not come

Hella guns and they will pop sumn

Y'all know me

So Show me love if you still got some

It be the ones prayin they can stop sumn

Who never does what you been got done

Im only

Im Only into wins

Same fortune for my friends

Bless the way to bring it in

Go the way you never been

When they prefered the comfort over steppin

I was ten toes

& weapons

Into bein

What was left of

Momma Kin

Reppin like the name on my necklace

Every gain given kept me away from lame niggas

Ever since a kid

Was never quick to blame Niggas

everything We made

Played a set in shit that made niggas

Yeah we really men

So our stomachs sick at hoe shit

Ya bestie been a dead beat

You wit em on some bro shit

Yo big homie been a snitch

You love em and some mo shit

followed in his Rec cleates

Another big broke bitch

Hatin on a nigga who been so lit

Actin tough about a bitch

pussy as the hoe clit

A arm for everything you on

The choppa threw a whole fit

That last one was over heads

You mad cause she throat dick

Would understand if bout the money that you don't get

But we was built to walk in shoes that you don't fit

You lack capacity for rules to this dope shit

I bet the room yo shit don't hit

& look

A break was meant for fools if you know shit

A hustler sharpened up his tool the second that them folks sit

He cold and been had it sewed since tryna get his coat fixed

Who really got the dub without no trucks

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