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Tennis Rope Video (MV)




Performed By: YTB Fatt
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Cavon Paige




YTB Fatt - Tennis Rope Lyrics
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(You'd be fly too, if you linked up with Frenchie)

Huh
These niggas pullin' the impossible
I don't know how they do it
These niggas getttin' out of jail without bond in thirty minutes
I'm only thinkin' one thing
I'm only thinkin' two things (what it is?)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
These niggas rattin' and snitchin'
I heard about you in the county, you bitchin'
Back on the block, pussy, come and get me
Nigga play right now better move they mama out, 'cause I'ma drop a fifty (pussy)
Ain't no more spots to go
Ain't no more spots to chief
I got ten chains in total, I can give a young nigga a rope to show where you live

Tennis rope
Yeah, nigga, tennis rope
That young nigga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, nigga where I'm from they ain't- (shh, ha)
Nigga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little shit, they'll do it for a tennis rope

We been puttin' that belt on buddy
Niggas be seein' the foxes and choke
Nigga, my hood know how I feel
I be gettin' in my feelings when I don't up the sco'
I ain't gon' lie, they done put that fire on me a couple times
Yeah, they tried to score
I ain't gon' lie, when I run out of plans, I don't get no man
I just send a ho
Speaker ain't been knowin' me a year, we already made some M's (huh)
Now I got three hundred thousand in rose gold, my whole kit come trim (huh)
'Nother two hundred in white (huh)
'Nother two hundred in cars (huh)
And I ain't gon' lie, I spent a fifty on a couple broads
I got a couple of accounts, they large
Nigga, you lie about that shit, you a fraud
Free Sosa B, he park niggas' cars
I called G Code for stolen cars
In my hood, I'm a f*ckin' God
In yo' hood, you a nimrod (huh)
I got bonds with bonds with niggas in the penitentiary
Get you hit on the yard (stick him up)
Pussy, yeah

Tennis rope (tennis rope)
Yeah, nigga, tennis rope
That young nigga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, nigga where I'm from they ain't- (shh, ha)
Nigga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little shit, they'll do it for a tennis rope

Shh, ha
I ain't gon' lie, they'll slice your throat for a tennis rope
Ha, shh, nigga, shh, ha, tennis rope
Huh, huh, I ain't gon' lie, they'll do it for a ring and tennis rope
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English

(You'd be fly too, if you linked up with Frenchie)

Huh
These niggas pullin' the impossible
I don't know how they do it
These niggas getttin' out of jail without bond in thirty minutes
I'm only thinkin' one thing
I'm only thinkin' two things (what it is?)
Huh, huh, huh, huh
These niggas rattin' and snitchin'
I heard about you in the county, you bitchin'
Back on the block, pussy, come and get me
Nigga play right now better move they mama out, 'cause I'ma drop a fifty (pussy)
Ain't no more spots to go
Ain't no more spots to chief
I got ten chains in total, I can give a young nigga a rope to show where you live

Tennis rope
Yeah, nigga, tennis rope
That young nigga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, nigga where I'm from they ain't- (shh, ha)
Nigga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little shit, they'll do it for a tennis rope

We been puttin' that belt on buddy
Niggas be seein' the foxes and choke
Nigga, my hood know how I feel
I be gettin' in my feelings when I don't up the sco'
I ain't gon' lie, they done put that fire on me a couple times
Yeah, they tried to score
I ain't gon' lie, when I run out of plans, I don't get no man
I just send a ho
Speaker ain't been knowin' me a year, we already made some M's (huh)
Now I got three hundred thousand in rose gold, my whole kit come trim (huh)
'Nother two hundred in white (huh)
'Nother two hundred in cars (huh)
And I ain't gon' lie, I spent a fifty on a couple broads
I got a couple of accounts, they large
Nigga, you lie about that shit, you a fraud
Free Sosa B, he park niggas' cars
I called G Code for stolen cars
In my hood, I'm a f*ckin' God
In yo' hood, you a nimrod (huh)
I got bonds with bonds with niggas in the penitentiary
Get you hit on the yard (stick him up)
Pussy, yeah

Tennis rope (tennis rope)
Yeah, nigga, tennis rope
That young nigga gave me all that f*ckin' info for a tennis rope
Ha, nigga where I'm from they ain't- (shh, ha)
Nigga, where I'm from, if they ain't got no little shit, they'll do it for a tennis rope

Shh, ha
I ain't gon' lie, they'll slice your throat for a tennis rope
Ha, shh, nigga, shh, ha, tennis rope
Huh, huh, I ain't gon' lie, they'll do it for a ring and tennis rope
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Writer: Cavon Paige
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