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International Vino - Johnny Tsunami (feat. Rich Nixxxon) Lyrics



International Vino - Johnny Tsunami (feat. Rich Nixxxon) Lyrics
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Wavy, i'm Johnny Tsunami
Rock Gucci goggles and swim through punanny
I keep beside me
Italianas that swallow salami
Dear momma, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She ride on the D like Ducati (Yeah)
I clip and I leave her behind me (Ghost)
These f*ck niggas creeping behind me
Trying to line me you niggas is slimey
Damn I'm so grimey
Her man callin' while she slurp like (What he want?)
Water my wrist
Tell Rich Nix time to watch for my six
I got 12 right behind me
I lobbied these hoes in the lobby
Now I can't pick who imma body (Hmmm)
A Punjabi and a mami
Both hot as Abu Dhabi
Will I threesome? Nigga probably
Talkin' that trois ménage
She bark up that tree hit it raw, doggy
Shorty cannot keep her paws off me
These harlots ride it like an old Harley
And these chicks is poppin' you know, lolli
I gave them the option they ride, jockey
Pour up a 4 cause I'm sick with the flow
So I'm sipping the co like a cold got me
You niggas want DRAM I just roll broccoli
Cause green in the pockets been so ocky
That old shotty'll cold clock him
Who f*ckin' with Nix nigga nobody
I feel like the mask nigga somebody stop me
They know my body, they know what I embody
I rap like I need it to live
And I just eat, sleep, and breathe as a hobby
Like Mr. Miyagi I wax on, and wax off
When I put wax on the track
They love our pass off so it's hats off
These niggas just cap in their raps
These niggas cappin' don't get me started (Cap)
F*ck it though, back to the topic (Topic)
Took a step back 'fore we rocked it
Now when I travel with euros my jimmy harden (Cook)
Now I'm euro steppin', got the Dior
Got the foreigns flexin', fit can pay your mortgage
Real nigga shortage, she need her dosage
Want my DNA callin' her Maury Povich
Playa they want me to coach it
They run from the D but I make them hoes throw it
Money the motive, you can't be my focus
I got 'em so open, they play me the closest
Just came back from Vegas, seen fear and the loathing
My team too Gucci 2gs on the clothing
Y'all tryna stop me
These birds tryna mop me
Cause I keep the drip like the faucet was broken
They leap in the whip 'til they carsick from motion
Froze up the wrist lookin' like an arctic ocean
Imposing for pics they get clout if they post it
Exposing these chicks air 'em out when I notice
Back off chickens all cap like caps lock
Fronted on em 'fore I gave her back shots
Had her locked down 'fore I ripped the latch off
Now she blowin' like a scratch off (Wow)
She use her throat now, and it sound like bad cough
Jack off, holdin her grip until it snap off
I'm in the cutty, straight cuttin' up like a hacksaw
And that broad is yours all that pussy took was a cat call
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Wavy, i'm Johnny Tsunami
Rock Gucci goggles and swim through punanny
I keep beside me
Italianas that swallow salami
Dear momma, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She ride on the D like Ducati (Yeah)
I clip and I leave her behind me (Ghost)
These f*ck niggas creeping behind me
Trying to line me you niggas is slimey
Damn I'm so grimey
Her man callin' while she slurp like (What he want?)
Water my wrist
Tell Rich Nix time to watch for my six
I got 12 right behind me
I lobbied these hoes in the lobby
Now I can't pick who imma body (Hmmm)
A Punjabi and a mami
Both hot as Abu Dhabi
Will I threesome? Nigga probably
Talkin' that trois ménage
She bark up that tree hit it raw, doggy
Shorty cannot keep her paws off me
These harlots ride it like an old Harley
And these chicks is poppin' you know, lolli
I gave them the option they ride, jockey
Pour up a 4 cause I'm sick with the flow
So I'm sipping the co like a cold got me
You niggas want DRAM I just roll broccoli
Cause green in the pockets been so ocky
That old shotty'll cold clock him
Who f*ckin' with Nix nigga nobody
I feel like the mask nigga somebody stop me
They know my body, they know what I embody
I rap like I need it to live
And I just eat, sleep, and breathe as a hobby
Like Mr. Miyagi I wax on, and wax off
When I put wax on the track
They love our pass off so it's hats off
These niggas just cap in their raps
These niggas cappin' don't get me started (Cap)
F*ck it though, back to the topic (Topic)
Took a step back 'fore we rocked it
Now when I travel with euros my jimmy harden (Cook)
Now I'm euro steppin', got the Dior
Got the foreigns flexin', fit can pay your mortgage
Real nigga shortage, she need her dosage
Want my DNA callin' her Maury Povich
Playa they want me to coach it
They run from the D but I make them hoes throw it
Money the motive, you can't be my focus
I got 'em so open, they play me the closest
Just came back from Vegas, seen fear and the loathing
My team too Gucci 2gs on the clothing
Y'all tryna stop me
These birds tryna mop me
Cause I keep the drip like the faucet was broken
They leap in the whip 'til they carsick from motion
Froze up the wrist lookin' like an arctic ocean
Imposing for pics they get clout if they post it
Exposing these chicks air 'em out when I notice
Back off chickens all cap like caps lock
Fronted on em 'fore I gave her back shots
Had her locked down 'fore I ripped the latch off
Now she blowin' like a scratch off (Wow)
She use her throat now, and it sound like bad cough
Jack off, holdin her grip until it snap off
I'm in the cutty, straight cuttin' up like a hacksaw
And that broad is yours all that pussy took was a cat call
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Writer: Ikenna Ogbutor, Marvin Gracia
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Performed By: International Vino
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Ikenna Ogbutor, Marvin Gracia
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