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Tommy Lee & Shotty Horroh - Andro - SOMA COMA
Andro
01. Knock Me Down
02. You Dancy
03. Ain’t Tellin Me Nothing
04. SOMA COMA
05. When You Were Mine
06. Hot Fudge Sundae
07. Caviar on a Paper Plate
08. Leave Me Alone
09. Demon Bitches
10. P.R.E.T.T.Y.
11. Tops
12. Make This Storm
13. Make It Back
Ayy, like what?
Ayy, ayy

Gold teeth in these skinny jeans

More than syllables to live the queens
Like a trio like it's Billie Jean

Bring it to your door, trick or treat
It's the freak show, tickets please
Take a seat close, listen deep
Bring a kilo of that sticky weed
We got free codes and the liquor's cheap

It's a house party, get 'em played
The world's my house, I don't get 'em played
Bitch, I'm B.I.G. like Diddy's Maybach
I'm VIP, you best give me peace

Tell a bitch wake up, you're not coffee bean
Get your own style, hoe, don't copy me
The GOAT, the greatest, no debating, hold the hatred (Ayy)

Feeling like I could just cut off the
Head of a dragon and hold it above you
No one can touch us, this ain't an open discussion
All of my soldiers are coming and those man can flow like it's nothing
Showers opponents or something, I mean that you know that I've done it
Hey, ba-bow, you're pussy
I got a team in the field like rugby
I work hard, I've never been lucky

I got screws loose, please don't push me
I swear down this shit can get ugly
I do far more, run the street like hardcore parkour
Start war when the shit goes die for
I feel like Darth Maul from Star Wars
A little Vader with Kylo Ren
Boba Fett, swear I got no respect (No respect)
Swear to me I broke her neck
Body slam leg drop like Hogan's best
I'm so Conor McGregor

Like this
Hope you got off love, 'cause I can't come faster
Chopping through the floor, muscle relaxer
It's that Soma coma, roll another backer
Last thing she said she saw was my eyes rolling backwards
Ayy, like what?
No respect