Songtexte Donatello - Tlap

If he really wanna do it all I ever have to do is fucking hurdle
He ain't really got a pole he's not a purple ninja turtle
Everybody love to talk about me, they should buy a journal
Everybody want to gripe about it, make 'em eat my girdle
Aye, drop down when I say yah, yah I'm the colonel
Aye, she don't like pain, but she love it in her sternum
Aye, I don't play games, I'm gone find out if she fertile
Aye, get up in my way, throw you out just like a burner

She don't wanna talk, she ain't even had her coffee
I met her back stage she said Tlap can you rock me
I'm always in the picture and yo bitch don't wanna crop me
All around perimeters, I been feeling sinister
Everything must be going good cause she top me
Percs in this blunt got me leaning like a zombie
Hurts when I run, so I'm driving til I'm on e
I'm the worst first son that the sky sent falling
Aye, everybody used to love to clown on me
Now they gotta try to find a way to fit this fucking crown on me
You ain't really what you say
You ain't really what you claim
Turn 'em blue just like a j
Walk up on 'em like a cane
Waka Flocka, I got flames
You been talking with the lames
My future's popping out the frame
Got me flipping thru these notes
Dopest shit I ever wrote
She gone lip the whole load
Know some shit I shouldn't know
Seen some shit I shouldn't show
Run up on me, get 'em gone
We gone zip 'em like a coat
Then you take 'em where the boats stay
I ain't fucking with you bitch cause I don't do the co pay
She put a whole performance on, my bitch too good for role play
She really like to lick and I don't think a single toad safe
Nhd and ymd done goated me along ways away
Uh, from where we currently reside
If they calling you the truth then I must be a rare lie
Try to get in where you ain't good, so we beat his ass like a fair ride
Always throw a six where I see a nine nine
Yuh, talking bout Smitty
Bitch I'm getting extra kitty
If he really wanna do it, imma pull-up no committee

Change your settings like the midi
He ain't really from the city
That lil strap you flex is mini
That's from me and bitch I'm skinny
Jimmy Dean she say I'm filling
Not a bean, I'm popping wheelie's
She just snapped and said I'm silly
That's a wrap, you know I'm winning
That's a rack, I want a milly
Flip some pack when I get chilly
Yeah, her boyfriend got off work on time
I'm hiding in my ghillie suit
Bitch I used to really hoop
Hit you with the left hook, right hook
Both of 'em identical
I'll put you on a pedestal
Then swipe it out from under you
Cause I'm the one to humble you
Yo bitch is what I tunnel thru
Uh, but nah for real
I can't feel a thing I think I popped another pill
Y'all been dropping tracks and they just go to landfill
I been dropping anthems and they go to her feels
Me and brodie tandum, we both hit and paid her bills
Me and Danny Phantom going ghost we made will's
She can have it all, just make sure bro don't got to steal
I don't need a thing, I just live off being real
Must forgot I wasn't done
Must fogot that I'm the man
My girl's ex talks more than you bitches when you see a friend
Most likely y'all the same
Most likely I'm the main
Most likely he's upset because I tote a bigger cane
Understand you not two
Best believe you not one
Motherfucker I go hard like my wrist without the sun
I understand you want my nuts
But yo bitch is busy with 'em you can check in after lunch
I was hitting it like a blunt
I was off it like a punt
Yeah, when you was calling her
She was really getting served
She's on me and all your nerves

If he really wanna do it all I ever have to do is fucking hurdle
He ain't really got a pole he's not a purple ninja turtle
Everybody love to talk about me, they should buy a journal
Everybody want to gripe about it, make 'em eat my girdle
Aye, drop down when I say yah, yah I'm the colonel
Aye, she don't like pain, but she love it in her sternum
Aye, I don't play games, I'm gone find out if she fertile
Aye, get up in my way, throw you out just like a burner