Loski - Teddy Bruckshot 2 (sped.up)

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  • Опубліковано 4 січ 2025
  • Lyrics:
    Still do it like Teddy Bruck
    I know them yutes and many's bruck
    One eye like Fetty Wap
    Fortune teller they tell me luck
    Swing it, swing it, yuck
    Grip it, grip, grip, duck
    Amiri with the leopard cuts
    Bare red Henny, man pour it up
    I ain't Blood or Crip, I'm Harlem
    Rich Porter
    Do it like my bro madman, slaughter
    See GT re a box, lovely
    Back then he used to re up, quarter
    Bro let it sing with a Smith, Jorja
    '016 they crash whips, Corsa
    You was in school doing maths
    When I was in T with the cats, caller
    Ski do a drill then dance
    If the barbies ask say you're way too inner
    Rich off rap 'fore I learnt how to whip
    Bellz at the pot just watching it simmer
    Amiri jeans with the leopard print
    And I got ones with stripes like Tigger
    Fuck what my bro done, that's my jigga
    Send a trophy, she a gorgeous winner
    Big Ski look like Risky with my mask on
    So they get confused
    Dem man chatting about us man
    Don't mix me to your hoes or boos
    Shotty just dropped to the knees
    If it never got chopped would've dropped to the shoes
    Bro still looking for Wally
    Not in a bookie, want it on news
    Still do it like Teddy Bruck
    I know them yutes and many's bruck (Muh, muh)
    One eye like Fetty Wap
    Fortune teller they tell me luck (One eye, one eye)
    Swing it, swing it, yuck
    Grip it, grip, grip, duck (Duck, duck)
    Amiri with the Leopard cuts
    Bare red Henny, man pour it up (Boom)
    Still do it like Teddy Bruck
    I know them yutes and many's bruck (Muh, muh)
    One eye like Fetty Wap
    Fortune teller, they tell me luck (One eye, one eye)
    Swing it, swing it, yuck
    Grip it, grip, grip, duck (Duck, duck)
    Amiri with the leopard cuts
    Bare red Henny, man pour it up (Boom)
    I'm from the O like Von and Boss Top (O)
    Say you're on job, get knocked off (Muh)
    Hands on a woosh lockjaw (Muh)
    I wear CC twice then cop more (Twice)
    They must me dumb, man are tweaking
    Nuff of them yutes been bun like hotdog
    I'm in new CD not Dunlop
    Man started this ting, can't jump off (No)
    Know seh my mileage high
    Bro let that fly, don't know how much times
    Bob, Gibson they slide
    Fired up, live (Live)
    Anyone riding with chingers, you're not on my level
    Stay on your side
    Bro got a drop and he love it
    Someone's gutted, they hate surprise (Muh, muh)
    Still do it like Teddy Bruck
    I know them yutes and many's bruck
    One eye like Fetty Wap
    Fortune teller they tell me luck
    Swing it, swing it, yuck
    Grip it, grip, grip, duck
    Amiri with the leopard cuts
    Bare red Henny, man pour it up
    Still do it like Teddy Bruck
    I know them yutes and many's bruck
    One eye like Fetty Wap
    Fortune teller they tell me luck
    Swing it, swing it, yuck
    Grip it, grip, grip, duck
    Amiri with the leopard cuts
    Bare red Henny, man pour it up

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