Tap In Fredo Bang
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[Intro]
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
[Chorus]
Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby, that's a habit
[Verse 1]
5-5-6, 2-2-3 around the city, I make big noise
I just counted fifty in all fives, free the landlord (Free the landlord)
Take a pretty bitch and push her face against my backboard
When that ho be naggin', tell her, "Shut up, make my dick hard" (Bitch)
Niggas wanna try me, but I promise they ain't that hard (That hard)
If he go against me, then I threw him like the last boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say he got more money in his pocket, then he cappin' (Cappin')
Bitch, I keep them bands like New Orleans at the classic
Your bitch bumpin' Megan, now she think that she a stallion (Bitch)
She gon' suck the meat up off my balls, she Italian
I just throw some sauce up in my closet like a cabinet
Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better
(Ooh, that's a Hardbody beat)
(QRedOnTheTrack, and he runnin' this beat)
[Chorus]
Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby
Nigga, tap in, bitch, I get this shit up out the mud like a bad kid
And I spend this money like I want to like I had it
And I keep a big pack on me like a bad bitch
Pistol on my waist, sorry, baby, that's a habit
[Verse 1]
5-5-6, 2-2-3 around the city, I make big noise
I just counted fifty in all fives, free the landlord (Free the landlord)
Take a pretty bitch and push her face against my backboard
When that ho be naggin', tell her, "Shut up, make my dick hard" (Bitch)
Niggas wanna try me, but I promise they ain't that hard (That hard)
If he go against me, then I threw him like the last boy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Say he got more money in his pocket, then he cappin' (Cappin')
Bitch, I keep them bands like New Orleans at the classic
Your bitch bumpin' Megan, now she think that she a stallion (Bitch)
She gon' suck the meat up off my balls, she Italian
I just throw some sauce up in my closet like a cabinet
Bitch, I run the streets, TBG, you better
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