Lyrics DJ Mustard – Tool
Text:
TeeCee4800:
Aye, big face bankies and a hammy
That pussy fertile, I need a jimmy
I’m in the motherfuck’ coupé, goin’ crazy
Yanked out to the motherfuckin’ foolish
Niggas tell me I’m bogus, what you talkin’ ’bout willis?
Blue chucks, shelltoes
Earrings below zero
Icey Fresh is my second home
Want a nigga to try me, so we can get it on
C-walk on your face, nigga
While I’m listening to Mase, nigga
Ten toes, two feet
Blame it on the streets
MTM, what you talkin’ about, youg tottie?
Good luck, nigga, don’t make me choke him out
TeeCee4800:
I just hit that bitch and move
I just give that bitch the clues
Runnig around city with the tool
If you trippin’ I let that loose
Know it sound like a motherfuck’ deuce
Probably cause I’m off a dose
Popped that zanny in the tool
I swear this the best damn juice
Jay 305:
Hold up, hold up
Bitch, what you talkin’ ’bout?
You better get your baby daddy, ‘fore I stomp him out
I might
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tryna get some takeouts
With a bitch I’m fresh out
Touched down from West Side, I gotta fuck ’em
Listening to Messy Marv gotta
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fuck ’em
Fuckin’ rats on Snapchat, I gotta
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fuck ’em
Yeah, it’s me, hoes, Jay-3-0-cinco
AKA never seen with a weak hoe
Getting robbed at Roscoes on Pico
Rappers rap game like a motherfuckin’ free throw
Bitch I’m thuggin’
I’m talking ’bout fuckin’
Dirty South Central nigga, fuck your hoods
Lil G, man, trippin, got the burner in the function
I ain’t gon’ spill my Henny, baby, even if they bustin’
This nuts
TeeCee4800:
I just hit that bitch and move
I just give that bitch the clues
Runnig around city with the tool
If you trippin’ I let that loose
Know it sound like a motherfuck’ deuce
Probably cause I’m off a dose
Popped that zanny in the tool
I swear this the best damn juice
TeeCee4800:
Cashed out for the lo’-lo’
Put a couple of my homies on the payroll
Nigga, what they here for
Break a dice game up, put a ten to four
Aye, and then I smash on the gas
On to fuck a nigga’s bitch
Then I have her set a trap on him
Yeah, I teach her how to pass on him
Bad lil bitch, but I never spend no cash on her
I just give a bitch a pose
Tell her work it out like shoes
Yeah, you know that’s how we do
Yeah, it’s me and
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MTM, nigga, we don’t give a fuck about your crew
Free my nigga, D-Low
I’m in New York in my pea coat
Young Tally, nigga, I’ma go to the Grammys in my khakis, nigga
TeeCee4800:
I just hit that bitch and move
I just give that bitch the clues
Runnig around city with the tool
If you trippin’ I let that loose
Know it sound like a motherfuck’ deuce
Probably cause I’m off a dose
Popped that zanny in the tool
I swear this the best damn juice
