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Thouxanbanfauni Lyrics


Pop it off boy, 2017, yeah
Vroom, vroom, like 007 'em (Vroom, what?)
Like 007, Vroom, vroom (Dig) abercrombie

Abercrombie and yo bitch
Desert Eagle wit' no holster
Ain't nobody seein' us, baby
This whole fit Undercover (Yeah)
Poke her face, no poker
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
She top me off wit' a choker
And to top it off I ain't know her
You gon' fuck the bitch and promote her
I'ma fuck the bitch and just stroke her
(Bah) i'm at Onyx like Al Roker (Bans)
Niggas wanna get close
I'ma shoot the boy if he get closer
(Buh buh-buh) shawty wanna get close but
Told the ho don't get closer
(Don't get closer)

Huh, don't get close
That's what I said there (Brrt)
That my gang, don't disrespect them
(That my gang)
That my boy so you know I'm gon' rep them
Told lil' baby, "Feel on tip of my
Dick til' it's erected"
Not gon' settle down to that pussy
'til I leave a mess, yeah
I'm gon' aim right at your head, nigga
Fuck a vest (Buh buh-buh, dig)
Ooh, watch the blood sprinkle
Down your fuckin' chest (You dig?)
Got it out the mud
No we wasn't supposed to be right here
(Dig) lil' nigga better hold it down
I'ma come in with a hundred round (Brrt)
Kick down the door, blow it down (Bah)
Me and Fauni smoke a hundred pounds (Bah)
Was in Atlanta, in London now
Baby, come check the swag
Baby, I might just pull up
With a couple thou' (Racks)
In a lil' Versace bag

Ban (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Vroom, vroom, vroom

Snoop Dogg with the hoes
(O oh) , they just wanna get blowed (O oh)
Came in with the Xanax, and the Molly
Wanna get throwed?
Shawty wanna work on the pole
Wanna dance on that pole
If her boyfriend try to rob anything
I'ma up that pole (Bang)
She wanna suck the soul outta me
You won't collect my soul
Baby girl, I'm on my grind
You can call me young Chris Cole
Can't work at a clothes store
'cause I could never fold
Young King Tut with the gold, nigga
I love my gold vVS gon' show the way
And light up the road 'cause (Bans)
The shit so dark and I need
A path just to show (Show me)
Fork in the road but
I'ma make the right choice though (Yeah)
Either way I go, walk around with that scope
(Buh) and these niggas talk down
Put my name up in the dirt but (Uh, uh)
I came from that mud so, that shit never hurt
(Uh, uh) these niggas wanna talk down on me
They walk around get murked (Bop, bang)
Got a stick on me too, lil' baby
Trust it ain't a first (Buh buh-buh, brrt)

Yeah, woah hold on
Vroom, vroom

Long tongue like a Chameleon (Woo)
Deep throat like a sinkhole (Dig)
I wanna fuck on a pink ho
Nut in your eye, make you blink, ho (Dig)
And her favorite color purple
The Glock got my favorite peephole (Bang)
I don't fuck with many people
They all blame it on my ego (Damn)
They gon' blame it on the alcohol (Ayy)
I'ma blame it on the lean though (Lean)
Really don't blame it on anything (Bah)
Everything is on me though (Woo)
All these bitches are birds
My bitch is like a Eagle (Brr)
In the Desert with an Eagle (Bang)
Shoot a movie like Regal (Brrt)
Baby pop a lil' beanie (Beanie)
Nickname her Sigel (Woah)
Rub on me just like a genie (Rub)
Wishes, you get three of those (Woo)
Three hoes, that's a trio
Hello, Hi, and Cheerio (Hi)
Jump on these hoes from the top rope
I feel like I'm Rey Mysterio (Woo)
Me and young Fauni imperial (Woo)
Up in her mouth in the morning like cereal
(Mm) all of my niggas ain't fearing you
You have no body, I think you invisible
(Bitch) , yeah you are not visible (Woo)
Fuck around they just get physical, uh
I am not one for the pillow talking, nigga
I will pull up and come visit you, nigga

Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom
I will pull up and come visit you
(Fuck you talking 'bout?)
I will pull up and come visit you (Bitch)
I will pull up and come visit you, nigga
(What?) i will pull up and come visit you
I will pull up and come visit you (Brrt)


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