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Come Thru' Video (MV)




Performed By: KA$HDAMI
Language: English
Length: 1:24
Written by: David Wallace




KA$HDAMI - Come Thru' Lyrics
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Fa Fa (Bitch!)
Gang gang gang
Grrta, Grtta,
Slime, slime, slime
G-Got a bad lil ho, told her slide, told her come through
We could bang it out, we got guns too
Want your friend baby, I don't want you
In LA smoking Za' through the sunroof
F*ck your feelings ho'
Bitch I poured a deuce
In my phone tripping, bitch what I do?
Huh, nigga ain't on that won't shoot
P-Pull up like Saints row banging that tool
Nigga ain't onnat' niggas be see through
Talking bout Glocks lil' bitch I keep two
Bad bitch play with her pussy like a EQ
KA$HWAYZ tee in the mail, just came through
I heard that boy was talking up to twelve for some tofu
Niggas always acting like they gang I don't know you
Bitch I been running up this bag like I'm posed to
I heard that boy told for sum Arby's and a hugs juice
G-Got a bad lil ho, told her slide, told her come through
We could bang it out, we got guns too
Want your friend baby, I don't want you
In LA smoking Za' through the sunroof
F-F*ck your feelings ho'
Bitch I poured a deuce
In my phone tripping, bitch what I do?
Huh, nigga ain't on that won't shoot
Pull up like Saints row banging that tool
Nigga ain't onnat' niggas be see through
Talking bout Glocks lil' bitch I keep two
Bad bitch play with her pussy like a EQ
KA$HWAYZ tee in the mail, just came through
I heard that boy was talking up to twelve for some tofu
Niggas always acting like they gang I don't know you
Bitch I been running up this bag like I'm posed to
I heard that boy told for sum Arby's and a hugs juice
For real, Grtta Grtta , slime slime, slime
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Fa Fa (Bitch!)
Gang gang gang
Grrta, Grtta,
Slime, slime, slime
G-Got a bad lil ho, told her slide, told her come through
We could bang it out, we got guns too
Want your friend baby, I don't want you
In LA smoking Za' through the sunroof
F*ck your feelings ho'
Bitch I poured a deuce
In my phone tripping, bitch what I do?
Huh, nigga ain't on that won't shoot
P-Pull up like Saints row banging that tool
Nigga ain't onnat' niggas be see through
Talking bout Glocks lil' bitch I keep two
Bad bitch play with her pussy like a EQ
KA$HWAYZ tee in the mail, just came through
I heard that boy was talking up to twelve for some tofu
Niggas always acting like they gang I don't know you
Bitch I been running up this bag like I'm posed to
I heard that boy told for sum Arby's and a hugs juice
G-Got a bad lil ho, told her slide, told her come through
We could bang it out, we got guns too
Want your friend baby, I don't want you
In LA smoking Za' through the sunroof
F-F*ck your feelings ho'
Bitch I poured a deuce
In my phone tripping, bitch what I do?
Huh, nigga ain't on that won't shoot
Pull up like Saints row banging that tool
Nigga ain't onnat' niggas be see through
Talking bout Glocks lil' bitch I keep two
Bad bitch play with her pussy like a EQ
KA$HWAYZ tee in the mail, just came through
I heard that boy was talking up to twelve for some tofu
Niggas always acting like they gang I don't know you
Bitch I been running up this bag like I'm posed to
I heard that boy told for sum Arby's and a hugs juice
For real, Grtta Grtta , slime slime, slime
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Writer: David Wallace
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