CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : CLUTCHIN
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Rikkhoe, b*t*h!
Pull-pull up to the function, I'm already clutchin'
She grab on my d**k, I'm just grabbing on something
Selling some lean, mix the Xan with the 'tussin
He said he would slide, well he ain't, so he bluffin'
I got the glicky, I can't wait to dump it
All on my waist like imagine me running
Her pu**y on me so I can't wait to f**k it
Duck duck goose, you best get to that ducking
Not about money then there's no discussion
We got those drills, you get screwed like I'm clutchin
I got the Mac on my side and it's f**king
I-I got yo' b*t*h on my right and she sucking
I walk around in the night, look for trouble
Weapons "bwah" just like a puddle
Look what I got coming out of the mud
I f**k on yo' b*t*h, no, I'm not trying to cuddle
Di-d**k in my grip with this muf**kin' shovel
I'm all in his spot, I'm invading his place
I pull out the piece, b*t*h, you look like a puzzle
I shoot through the pillow so the sound is muffled
Don't let me catch you in the dark, you get shot too
The way [?]
The way that you move it go hard, like my c*ck do
I walk through the door and the chop starts to drop
b*t*h, I got Rank, you were sniffing on Fisker
I feel the spots in my lungs when I inhale
You kill me now, I'll be waiting down in hell
Penetrate her with my d**k and I impale
You ain't the plug, you the fourth f**kin' resale
I get what I want, b*t*h I ain't paying retail (Aye!)
Rikkhoe, b*t*h!
Pull-pull up to the function, I'm already clutchin'
She grab on my d**k, I'm just grabbing on something
Selling some lean, mix the Xan with the 'tussin
He said he would slide, well he ain't, so he bluffin'
I got the glicky, I can't wait to dump it
All on my waist like imagine me running
Her pu**y on me so I can't wait to f**k it
Duck duck goose, you best get to that ducking
Not about money then there's no discussion
We got those drills, you get screwed like I'm clutchin
I got the Mac on my side and it's f**king
I-I got yo' b*t*h on my right and she sucking
I walk around in the night, look for trouble
Weapons "bwah" just like a puddle
Look what I got coming out of the mud
I f**k on yo' b*t*h, no, I'm not trying to cuddle
Di-d**k in my grip with this muf**kin' shovel
I'm all in his spot, I'm invading his place
I pull out the piece, b*t*h, you look like a puzzle
I shoot through the pillow so the sound is muffled
Don't let me catch you in the dark, you get shot too
The way [?]
The way that you move it go hard, like my c*ck do
I walk through the door and the chop starts to drop
b*t*h, I got Rank, you were sniffing on Fisker
I feel the spots in my lungs when I inhale
You kill me now, I'll be waiting down in hell
Penetrate her with my d**k and I impale
You ain't the plug, you the fourth f**kin' resale
I get what I want, b*t*h I ain't paying retail (Aye!)
