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Young Timmy Turner - M.I.A Lyrics



Young Timmy Turner - M.I.A Lyrics
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Pop percy I came here to turn up
Mama raised a young soldier
So think twice for approach
We smoke lil dummy and him to roach
She wet that pussy it mother f*cking soak
What you saying my Nigga
You a mother f*cking joke
Need crates my nigga from across the coast
Bill gates my nigga so let's raise a toast
Yea my nigga I ain't tryna boast
Y'all going Mia
Cause I been in my zone
Counting them fritolays
Bands get em alone
Split the wins with the gang
It's just been tryna find my way back home yea
If you bout some
Man be bout them racks
We ain't know you
You getting that tax
Homie just sent me that motherf*cking pack
Just know it ain't over
If you catch us lack
What you saying my nigga
Man dat shit be wack
Damn she bad I had heart attack
Felling in luv with her doja cat
I don't even know where the f*ck we be at
Skrt wheels in bms
Then then the f*cking dodge viper
Ain't f*ck her she kill you heart like a sniper
Ain't fell in love
I just had to one night her
Need me a crib in Ella like a Michael
If you didn't know
Man lil bitch I go psycho
Sippin on lean
Not no motherf*cking NyQuil
Huh
Bro griping that chrome
That's his mother f*cking bible
I'm running fast
For the heaviest title
Keep it 100
Man that's motherf*cking vital
I pray to god that's my only idol
Pop percy I came here to turn up
Mama raised a young soldier
So think twice for approach
We smoke lil dummy and him to roach
She wet that pussy it mother f*cking soak
What you saying my Nigga
You a mother f*cking joke
Need crates my nigga from across the coast
Bill gates my nigga so let's raise a toast
You know my nigga I ain't tryna boast
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Pop percy I came here to turn up
Mama raised a young soldier
So think twice for approach
We smoke lil dummy and him to roach
She wet that pussy it mother f*cking soak
What you saying my Nigga
You a mother f*cking joke
Need crates my nigga from across the coast
Bill gates my nigga so let's raise a toast
Yea my nigga I ain't tryna boast
Y'all going Mia
Cause I been in my zone
Counting them fritolays
Bands get em alone
Split the wins with the gang
It's just been tryna find my way back home yea
If you bout some
Man be bout them racks
We ain't know you
You getting that tax
Homie just sent me that motherf*cking pack
Just know it ain't over
If you catch us lack
What you saying my nigga
Man dat shit be wack
Damn she bad I had heart attack
Felling in luv with her doja cat
I don't even know where the f*ck we be at
Skrt wheels in bms
Then then the f*cking dodge viper
Ain't f*ck her she kill you heart like a sniper
Ain't fell in love
I just had to one night her
Need me a crib in Ella like a Michael
If you didn't know
Man lil bitch I go psycho
Sippin on lean
Not no motherf*cking NyQuil
Huh
Bro griping that chrome
That's his mother f*cking bible
I'm running fast
For the heaviest title
Keep it 100
Man that's motherf*cking vital
I pray to god that's my only idol
Pop percy I came here to turn up
Mama raised a young soldier
So think twice for approach
We smoke lil dummy and him to roach
She wet that pussy it mother f*cking soak
What you saying my Nigga
You a mother f*cking joke
Need crates my nigga from across the coast
Bill gates my nigga so let's raise a toast
You know my nigga I ain't tryna boast
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Writer: Tim Akililu
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Performed By: Young Timmy Turner
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Tim Akililu

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