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Paroles de la chanson Uncle Al par JT (Jatavia Johnson)
It's time, bass is gonna blow your mind
Oh
Pay attention, bitch
What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be?
Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?
Slide with the beat now
Bad bitches vibe with the beat now
Oh, oh
Hold up
JT, let's go
She can't do it on the dick like me, nah
Dull-ass bitch ain't lit like me (At all)
Not pretty, not thick like me
I'm the template, bitch, better get like me (Purr)
Oh
Pay attention, bitch
What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be?
Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?
Slide with the beat now
Bad bitches vibe with the beat now
Oh, oh
Hold up
JT, let's go
She can't do it on the dick like me, nah
Dull-ass bitch ain't lit like me (At all)
Not pretty, not thick like me
I'm the template, bitch, better get like me (Purr)
Got him tempted, now he wanna trick on me
Bent over, he gave me the Bentley key
I'm a demon, drive him like an SRT (Skrrt)
He fiendin', he can't get enough of JT
We ain't fuckin' with no losers (No)
Hands in the air if you came with a shooter (Drrat)
I'm in NYC with the ooters
All the way from Dade County with the boosters (Oh)
Good coochie gang, we vibin' (Good pussy)
Outside all summer, no hidin' (Outside)
Ex text me I'm wildin'
Fuck-ass nigga, I'm vibin' vibin'
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Bent over, he gave me the Bentley key
I'm a demon, drive him like an SRT (Skrrt)
He fiendin', he can't get enough of JT
We ain't fuckin' with no losers (No)
Hands in the air if you came with a shooter (Drrat)
I'm in NYC with the ooters
All the way from Dade County with the boosters (Oh)
Good coochie gang, we vibin' (Good pussy)
Outside all summer, no hidin' (Outside)
Ex text me I'm wildin'
Fuck-ass nigga, I'm vibin' vibin'
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Do my ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell nah)
Do my fellas run this motherfucker?
(Hell nah)
Do he lay that dick? (Yeah)
Do he pay your rent? (Yeah)
Do he buy you shit? (Yeah)
Take care of them kids? (Uh-huh)
Boy, I really wanna stay (Pop that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Bitch, talk that shit)
But I'm outside (Oh), and you gon' see (Oh)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Oh, oh, oh)
Boy, I really wanna stay (Talk that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Pop that, pop that, pop that shit)
But I'm outside (Oh), and you gon' see (Oh)
(Hell nah)
Do my fellas run this motherfucker?
(Hell nah)
Do he lay that dick? (Yeah)
Do he pay your rent? (Yeah)
Do he buy you shit? (Yeah)
Take care of them kids? (Uh-huh)
Boy, I really wanna stay (Pop that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Bitch, talk that shit)
But I'm outside (Oh), and you gon' see (Oh)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Oh, oh, oh)
Boy, I really wanna stay (Talk that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Pop that, pop that, pop that shit)
But I'm outside (Oh), and you gon' see (Oh)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Slide, slide)
Slide to the beat, vibe to the beat
Slide to the beat if you a big ol' freak
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Bitch, your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
You the thickest one, thick, thickest one
Boy, I really wanna stay (Rest in peace Uncle Al)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Born in the ghetto, raised in the hood)
But I'm outside and you gon' see (What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be? Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?)
Slide to the beat, vibe to the beat
Slide to the beat if you a big ol' freak
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Bitch, your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
You the thickest one, thick, thickest one
Boy, I really wanna stay (Rest in peace Uncle Al)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Born in the ghetto, raised in the hood)
But I'm outside and you gon' see (What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be? Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?)
I'ma be the one to make you weak
Boy, I really wanna stay (15th Ave)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Peace In The Hood, Miracle)
But I'm outside and you gon' see (Dade County shit)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Miami, we up)
Let's go
Do my ladies run this motherfucker?
You know we do
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hahahaha
Boy, I really wanna stay (15th Ave)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Peace In The Hood, Miracle)
But I'm outside and you gon' see (Dade County shit)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Miami, we up)
Let's go
Do my ladies run this motherfucker?
You know we do
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hahahaha
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