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Clyde Carson

Tuck Spot

 

Tuck Spot


[Hook:]
3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot
What I ride around like I'm broke hoe
These bitches on my nuts now
Cause they know a nigga getting more dough

Stupid mainy hella saucey from the trap
Must have blew her minds from it she heard a nigga back
I slit through the spot already gone off yak
Half a bottle in my pocket ain't no act, nigga
My folks was driving, hoes was hiding
When they seen that s5 pull up aside her
Run off and stay in pocket like a real bitch
The peers in my swag, can you feel it
I step up in the joint let the hoes get on me
Turn the party off whenever team performing
I pull off in foreign I might squat the limit
Have to see my house to see how I'm living
It's bout, it's bout

[Hook: x2]
3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot
What I ride around like I'm broke hoe
These bitches on my nuts now
Cause they know a nigga getting more dough

Boss mac-ing looking like a ball player
Got a mansion on a golf course by the lake I look out
Type of pair make your bitch drop come in
Get amazed, get some head, get some dick and get out
A little conversation figured I was broke
Ain't know her favorite song as the song I wrote
Ain't even gotta stunt, no jewelry on
Rather blow her mind when I bring her home
Fuck her on the couch, fucking up the head board
Let her fly me out, take me to the airport
Walking round broke, rare form,
Old bit, but I got some new jordan, whop out!

[Hook: x2]
3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot
What I ride around like I'm broke hoe
These bitches on my nuts now
Cause they know a nigga getting more dough

Another million in the attic, money I'm an addict
Don't follow her around cause my shit on automatic
A.r.e. sticks shift porsche automatic
If they knew how much I have, then they prolly need a medic
Stay on under but niggas know I'm big whipping
I slide through the block with my new shit sitting
Sitting, sitting, new bitch sitting for a stand up nigga
So that new bitch sitting
3 in the morning ain't disappointed, my bitch the truth
Just like sir jordan it ain't no loot, it ain't important
I'm eating good, but living normal, whop out!

[Hook: x2]
3 hunned thousands in the tuck spot
What I ride around like I'm broke hoe
These bitches on my nuts now
Cause they know a nigga getting more dough

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