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Tommy Gee

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Hey, big dogs gotta eat.

If you want a version of it, you can give me three.

Talking numbers with a plug makes it call like Tommy G.

Hey, big dog's gotta eat.

Hey, I'm a dog on a G.

Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Bitch saw my dick, not my feet When I saw my dick, it got deep

Find new niggas down the street.

Fat, fat, no line on the beat.

Niggas know, got the fire, got the heat I got a budget, but I'm still tryna hit that million Real love, and I'm still tryna get that feeling I bought my bitch, hell yeah, I get in my feelings

I just pray they don't connect.

It's your single hell, yeah.

Dude, you got a bitch hell, yeah.

Is your dinner rich?

Hell yeah.

Bitch, I'm off the east and I put it down.

I don't give a fuck who you is.

I'll move you around.

I'll never apologize, bitch, if I blew you down.

I can't believe I mad at all them niggas I put in that ground.

Hey, big dogs gotta eat.

If you wanna crash, nigga, you can give me three.

Talkin' numbers with a thug makes it call like Tommy G.

Tommy G. Big dogs gotta eat.

I'm a dog on a G. I'm a dog, bitch.

Big dogs gotta eat.

Pills on my dick not my feet.

Pussy.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, pussy ass nigga.

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