Quandale Dingle, ticklemytip - Dingle Race Freestyle lyrics
[Quandale Dingle, ticklemytip - Dingle Race Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, haha goofy Ahh Uncle Productions
Aye, I know I'm 5 years late (Ha ha ha)
You can’t fuck with me
I'm on a different level phew, phew
Money so big, niggas think I'm Yeat
Bitch, you can't compete lil' hoe
Get on your knees and lick the cheese
I'm finna get on your ass
You could call me pair of jeans
That girl, she came and sucked my dick
And she did it hella mean
Yeah, they call me "Quandale"
Gotta get to the green
I'm not talkin' 'bout no kale
Had to kick a lil' bitch out
'cause she was fuckin' like a snail
Man, I was just in jail
I was openin' up mail
Quandarious tried to diss me
And his stupid ass failed got these hoes mad
'Cause I'm getting racks
Put a hunnid on the dash
Bitch, yo' breath stank
Please go put on a fuckin' mask
She said "Pass the weed" Bitch
I don't like to pass the gas
Blowin' bubbles, blowin' zaza
She got big ol' titties
I said "Goo-goo, goo, gah-gah"
In the zoo, monkey-ass niggas
Ooh ooh, ooh-aah-aah, stop playin' wit me
When the money talkin'
I cannot hear what you sayin' to me
Lil' bitch is religious, on her knees
Like she prayin' to me okay, I'm done
Never mind, just kiddin', nigga
Aye, bitch, I had to do the race
Got a couple bad bitches wit me
Spray my dick, call it face paint
Goofy ahh nigga
You ain’t cool, nah you ain't
Bitch, I will grab the Smith &
Wesson, shoot a nigga, head bald, gI Jane
(Aye, I know that shit went over your head
It's cool) uh, finna go to the b, oh shit
(Oh fuck, wrong voice)
Yeah, finna go to the bank
Got my hand on her hill
Nigga, you can call me Hank
This song is finna start a fire
I don't need no propane, I'm not a liar
I desire a hoe that’s gonna
Shake and break my bank
I'ma eye her down, and I'ma fly her up
I'm finna fuck her in the
Car until the tire's stuck
I said, "Girl what’s your name?"
She said, "Lizzie McGuire" Fuck oh shit
I'ma do the race i'ma do the race
I'ma do the race i'ma do the race
Hahaha i'ma do the race
I'ma do the race nigga, I'ma do the race
Aye, I know I'm 5 years late (Ha ha ha)
You can’t fuck with me
I'm on a different level phew, phew
Money so big, niggas think I'm Yeat
Bitch, you can't compete lil' hoe
Get on your knees and lick the cheese
I'm finna get on your ass
You could call me pair of jeans
That girl, she came and sucked my dick
And she did it hella mean
Yeah, they call me "Quandale"
Gotta get to the green
I'm not talkin' 'bout no kale
Had to kick a lil' bitch out
'cause she was fuckin' like a snail
Man, I was just in jail
I was openin' up mail
Quandarious tried to diss me
And his stupid ass failed got these hoes mad
'Cause I'm getting racks
Put a hunnid on the dash
Bitch, yo' breath stank
Please go put on a fuckin' mask
She said "Pass the weed" Bitch
I don't like to pass the gas
Blowin' bubbles, blowin' zaza
She got big ol' titties
I said "Goo-goo, goo, gah-gah"
In the zoo, monkey-ass niggas
Ooh ooh, ooh-aah-aah, stop playin' wit me
When the money talkin'
I cannot hear what you sayin' to me
Lil' bitch is religious, on her knees
Like she prayin' to me okay, I'm done
Never mind, just kiddin', nigga
Aye, bitch, I had to do the race
Got a couple bad bitches wit me
Spray my dick, call it face paint
Goofy ahh nigga
You ain’t cool, nah you ain't
Bitch, I will grab the Smith &
Wesson, shoot a nigga, head bald, gI Jane
(Aye, I know that shit went over your head
It's cool) uh, finna go to the b, oh shit
(Oh fuck, wrong voice)
Yeah, finna go to the bank
Got my hand on her hill
Nigga, you can call me Hank
This song is finna start a fire
I don't need no propane, I'm not a liar
I desire a hoe that’s gonna
Shake and break my bank
I'ma eye her down, and I'ma fly her up
I'm finna fuck her in the
Car until the tire's stuck
I said, "Girl what’s your name?"
She said, "Lizzie McGuire" Fuck oh shit
I'ma do the race i'ma do the race
I'ma do the race i'ma do the race
Hahaha i'ma do the race
I'ma do the race nigga, I'ma do the race