thanksgivin 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE, Busta Rhymes & Smino
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[Chorus: Smino]
Okay, uh-huh, let's get it
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
Da cook up, look like Thanksgiving
Da flour rolled up get fried count chicken
Phenomenal, bitch, greased up
Coconut oil, on her neck back legs thighs ass titties
[Verse 1: Smino]
Da briefcase stuffed up, skraight bidness today
I got pull up to MoTown wit a
New tape I’m ‘bouta boot up my hometown
Him-ulus package pussy got backspaced I deleted thе mattress
Tight like cuddling in a Cullinan
Shawty gave mе cunniling', couldn’t believe it (Couldn’t believe it)
Lil buss down call her my shuttle queen
Told me she do anything and I’mma need it (I’mma need it)
I had a thought I had a thought, another light bulb
Da reason it’s raw is cause I cook it wit my eye closed
Da Louis Vuitton, be my pajama dey my night clothes
Me n my breddas we stick togetha like a group home
Brand new parellis, I ride around lookin fa new hoes
She told me nail it, lucky for her I gotta hammer hammer
And when I bam her they heard the sound way out in Alabama
Nigga I’m talented, what
Okay, uh-huh, let's get it
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
She love to get drunk, take off her feelin's
Da cook up, look like Thanksgiving
Da flour rolled up get fried count chicken
Phenomenal, bitch, greased up
Coconut oil, on her neck back legs thighs ass titties
[Verse 1: Smino]
Da briefcase stuffed up, skraight bidness today
I got pull up to MoTown wit a
New tape I’m ‘bouta boot up my hometown
Him-ulus package pussy got backspaced I deleted thе mattress
Tight like cuddling in a Cullinan
Shawty gave mе cunniling', couldn’t believe it (Couldn’t believe it)
Lil buss down call her my shuttle queen
Told me she do anything and I’mma need it (I’mma need it)
I had a thought I had a thought, another light bulb
Da reason it’s raw is cause I cook it wit my eye closed
Da Louis Vuitton, be my pajama dey my night clothes
Me n my breddas we stick togetha like a group home
Brand new parellis, I ride around lookin fa new hoes
She told me nail it, lucky for her I gotta hammer hammer
And when I bam her they heard the sound way out in Alabama
Nigga I’m talented, what
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