Amigo (Explicit)
Lil Tecca"Amigo (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Tecca, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:15 long and contains 53 lines and 539 words.
Lyrics
0:00作曲 : Tomas Martinez PKA Manso Beats/Joel Abraham PKA Jo L’Z/Taz Taylor/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
0:00作词 : Tomas Martinez PKA Manso Beats/Joel Abraham PKA Jo L’Z/Taz Taylor/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
0:00I like this song
0:02We love you, Tecca
0:03Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
0:09I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
0:12Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
0:15And you fell in love, so sad
0:17You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
0:20He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
0:23I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
0:25They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar
0:28Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar
0:31And I feel like Chris Paul with the floater
0:33Ain't believe I had that sauce, yeah, I had to show her
0:36Remember when I wanna link, they ain't wanna show up
0:38Funny how they hit my jack, see a ***** blowin' up
0:41Hit my phone, say you popular, I ain't popular
0:45Yeah, chopper hit him, have him singin' pop with us
0:47Yeah, how you say you gang if you ain't pop with us?
0:50And I remember all them times they ain't **** with us
0:53Yeah, **** the opps, **** the opps
0:55I see right through these *****s, I see through they noggin
0:58Boy, you beggin' for attention, you ain't really poppin'
1:01And you can't hang with the gang, you ain't really gon' pop ****
1:03And practice makes perfect, so the star, had to polish
1:06And I only hang with day ones, you already know how I'm rockin'
1:09If he talkin' bull****, I don't even know why you talkin'
1:11All these *****s gon' be fake, real man, I know how to start it
1:14I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
1:16Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
1:19And you fell in love, so sad
1:21You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
1:24He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
1:27I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
1:29They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar
1:32Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar
1:35And you fell in love, that's your fault
1:38Got racks in the vault, in New York like stocks
1:41And she showin' off her parts, he get smoked like a cart
1:43And I know she wanna come and crop in the Porsche
1:46That's like cryin' on a horse, your ***** a dork
1:49I cannot focus, I might hop up in a Ford
1:51And my memory real bad, I think I just ran out of storage
1:54That's an opp right there, yeah, catch him, finna floor it
1:57I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
1:59Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
2:01And you fell in love, so sad
2:04You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
2:07He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
2:09I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
2:12They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar
2:15Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar
作曲 : Tomas Martinez PKA Manso Beats/Joel Abraham PKA Jo L’Z/Taz Taylor/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe 作词 : Tomas Martinez PKA Manso Beats/Joel Abraham PKA Jo L’Z/Taz Taylor/Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe I like this song We love you, Tecca Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a toe tag I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar And I feel like Chris Paul with the floater Ain't believe I had that sauce, yeah, I had to show her Remember when I wanna link, they ain't wanna show up Funny how they hit my jack, see a ***** blowin' up Hit my phone, say you popular, I ain't popular Yeah, chopper hit him, have him singin' pop with us Yeah, how you say you gang if you ain't pop with us? And I remember all them times they ain't **** with us Yeah, **** the opps, **** the opps I see right through these *****s, I see through they noggin Boy, you beggin' for attention, you ain't really poppin' And you can't hang with the gang, you ain't really gon' pop **** And practice makes perfect, so the star, had to polish And I only hang with day ones, you already know how I'm rockin' If he talkin' bull****, I don't even know why you talkin' All these *****s gon' be fake, real man, I know how to start it I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a toe tag I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar And you fell in love, that's your fault Got racks in the vault, in New York like stocks And she showin' off her parts, he get smoked like a cart And I know she wanna come and crop in the Porsche That's like cryin' on a horse, your ***** a dork I cannot focus, I might hop up in a Ford And my memory real bad, I think I just ran out of storage That's an opp right there, yeah, catch him, finna floor it I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a toe tag I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags They say a ***** heart cold, ain't talkin' polar Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin' solar
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