1942 Lyrics – June3rd

1942 Lyrics by June3rd

Yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah
All these b#tches toxic make me sick

1942 gon make em strip
Call her shawty but she on my (on my dick)
That b#tch cold I put her on my wrist (on my wrist)
I’m a don, I’ma shoot

I’m a dog on a loose
I’m pull up with no roof ah
VVS on my wrist, VVS on my b#tch
Looking like I hit a lick yeah yeah

Pull up in a whip, I’m with yo b#tch
She just want my dick all on her lips
My n#gg# got the glizzy on his hip
This a place a n#gg# wanna trip

Watch out for the drip, and she feeling it
I’ma throw a hunnid in the air, make her do a split, yeah
Had to take a risk, let her taste my kids
Yeah you know I love a dirty b#tch, that’s on god

Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah
All these b#tches toxic make mе sick
1942 gon make em strip

Call her shawty but shе on my (on my dick)
That b#tch cold I put her on my wrist
Yeah
All these b#tches toxic make me sick

1942 gon make em strip
Call her shawty but she on my (on my dick)
That b#tch cold I put her on my wrist (on my wrist)
Hey

Yeah I’m in my bag I’m on my sh#t
CC on her purse and GG on my hip
You a star on a pole, that’s a gift
Do it one time, ghost ride on my

Flights oversees, I’ma flex when I breathe
Send a text, come and see ya
2k on my feet, I’ma ball f#ck the league
If you hatin, RIP

Watch out for the drip, and she feeling it
I’ma throw a hunnid in the air, make her do a split, yeah
Had to take a risk, let her taste my kids
Yeah you know I love a dirty b#tch, that’s on god

Yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah
All these b#tches toxic make me sick
1942 gon make em strip

Call her shawty but she on my (on my dick)
That b#tch cold I put her on my wrist
Yeah
All these b#tches toxic make me sick

1942 gon make em strip
Call her shawty but she on my (on my dick)
That b#tch cold I put her on my wrist (on my wrist)
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June3rd Lyrics – 1942

June3rd

1942