Tommy G - Tom Ford lyrics

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Tommy G - Tom Ford lyrics

[Intro:] Aye You know we out here D's back We 'bout to drop this sh** we been waiting a minute for Yo [Verse 1: TommyG] Clap your hands for the kid who's about to get it TommyG I'm here to gather up the figures I ain't f**ing with you narc a** broke a** n***as Finna stack up on this cheddar till I'm bleeding from my fingers I ain't playing with you n***as I'm just getting to this paper Bagging up them Oz man I been put in this labor Banging out Bs you can call me Escobar And I ain't f**ing with your trees 'less your sh** be up to-par Cause I'm rolling on that gas Sipping on this purple Got a n***a higher than the f**ing jeans on Urkel I'm a spaz cause I'm freaking on this beat With my mind set to k** I won't settle for defeat Catch me striving towards the top [?] is what I achieve Cause I'm liable to lead this sh** I'm the one they call king Murder this Ain't nobody stopping me n***as know my team supreme So they try to jock it CS we been trill just looking for a chance Now it's time to blow up watch my crew up and advance You think we dumb n***a? That was just the standard price Imma toss the rocket up my n***a Dalton tax 'em right Like [Verse 2: D Boii] My sales coming up Your b**h going down And I don't mean to garden when I say she hoes around I keep a hard erection for the softest throat around And like a f**ing dirty carpet got the darkest flow around I am confident in this f** I swear my balls is bulging out Where that trash man truck These n***as garbage throw 'em out I'm a shark You're a trout You're apartments I'm a house We ain't built the same Build the flames Bigger than an arson in a drought Hold up You know what time I slump on the cut like a power saw I gas that b**h Smash that sh** Deflate that hoe like a [?] ahhh I deserve a picture Tell B won if you know the victor Raps stay tight Boa constrictor Aye keep it real I ain't never heard of Tom Ford Cause in my hood we'll probably jack you out of Tom's Ford Ain't no money ain't no b**hes ain't no time for it And I'm so advanced that I could probably move this town forward I spit these lines with no effort A college professors' Minds couldn't F with A beat to beat until they gave me violence domestic Excuse me please I think that last line was dyslexic Yeah trick Yeah trick No I'm not Kendrick But you can call me King Trick I'm finna stay to the white boys Ha