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T-Dubb - Facts (feat. Thrilla) Lyrics



T-Dubb - Facts (feat. Thrilla) Lyrics
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TDubb thrilla tdubb thrilla tdubb thrilla aye
Blow a bag aye
Yeah
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a knot that won't fold
Try to play me ima let these cans bang stone cold
When yo' pockets full of green it ain't a bitch that won't go
All these presidents on me I make yo daughter wanna vote
Swing a door swing a door the way we got these speakers knocking
Da way he talking out his head he must not wanna keep his noggin
Get to popping onna random mutha f*cka he's adopted
All these broke niggas bunny ear pockets easter chocolate
Don't do vodka I do yak and Remy bish I'm stacking plenty
Man who F ing wit me sep for Fendi trap all night like Denny's
Family only I'm not people friendly I don't do pretending
Smash the gas I don't do the limit bish I'm on a mission
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Moment a truth
Take it or leave it's all up to you
Crawling to walk in them millionaire shoes
I gotta hustle to cover my dues rarely confused by
You gotta work for a cruise the life that you choose
I act like I hustle for two I'm smoking the purple a bruised eye
Finding new ways to maneuver
My family on side the goin' root up
I feel all the love like a group hug
Just Henn' n coke in my 2 cups
I been a loner a minute
Counting my money and minding my business
Lease near it's ending I gotta extend it
My brother beside me he got the extended
Trust if I want her I got her extension
Running through 8ths like I figure skate
It use to be tensions I got a pension
Little extensive but I'm relentless
Alrighty I'm Spidy the black one and mighty a nigga nah came to his senses
If you dare to try me they'll plug you to iv with no explanation of interest
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
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TDubb thrilla tdubb thrilla tdubb thrilla aye
Blow a bag aye
Yeah
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a knot that won't fold
Try to play me ima let these cans bang stone cold
When yo' pockets full of green it ain't a bitch that won't go
All these presidents on me I make yo daughter wanna vote
Swing a door swing a door the way we got these speakers knocking
Da way he talking out his head he must not wanna keep his noggin
Get to popping onna random mutha f*cka he's adopted
All these broke niggas bunny ear pockets easter chocolate
Don't do vodka I do yak and Remy bish I'm stacking plenty
Man who F ing wit me sep for Fendi trap all night like Denny's
Family only I'm not people friendly I don't do pretending
Smash the gas I don't do the limit bish I'm on a mission
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Moment a truth
Take it or leave it's all up to you
Crawling to walk in them millionaire shoes
I gotta hustle to cover my dues rarely confused by
You gotta work for a cruise the life that you choose
I act like I hustle for two I'm smoking the purple a bruised eye
Finding new ways to maneuver
My family on side the goin' root up
I feel all the love like a group hug
Just Henn' n coke in my 2 cups
I been a loner a minute
Counting my money and minding my business
Lease near it's ending I gotta extend it
My brother beside me he got the extended
Trust if I want her I got her extension
Running through 8ths like I figure skate
It use to be tensions I got a pension
Little extensive but I'm relentless
Alrighty I'm Spidy the black one and mighty a nigga nah came to his senses
If you dare to try me they'll plug you to iv with no explanation of interest
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
Blowing bag on my way to get a mutha f*cking bag
Rolling thru my city hammer on my mutha f*cking lap
If I want yo bitch I bet yo' ass a never get her back
Stay a G until I die and that's a mutha f*cking fact aye
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Writer: JOVAN ANDRE SMITH, UNKNOWN WRITER
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T-Dubb - Facts (feat. Thrilla) Video
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Performed By: T-Dubb
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: JOVAN ANDRE SMITH, UNKNOWN WRITER

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