This be the best time, to bust your best rhyme. You got me bent, We rolls, all peelin skrilla. What’s up this your nigga Kutt, man. So what’s this weakness you tryna to sell me? Suckin on tongues, laughin it up.
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We roll on 24’s What it is, what it was, what it shall be. What’s up this your nigga Kutt, man. Roll call, killing killers, froze y’all, feelin millas. I often wreck arenas. I’m talkin about foes.
Here Comes Tecca Nina Lyrics
And I got plenty dough. That be my nickname. Get thrust with no funds, then passin the butt. Get breast’s up in your face and skat them out. Will pop hot rocks for real, venomous. Carabou lou is and Malibu Rum and pineapple. You got me bent, We rolls, all peelin skrilla.
When it gets hot, the Tech’s straight killin haters. You know what I’m sayin, rep the town. Make room, for the crew with beats. Straight doom, for the crew that skeet here comes tecca nina chumps.
Drop down, cause here comes Tecca nina. I love to get brain. I’m talkin about fans and kitties.
Hey, I’m lovin this shit, nigga. Cause all I talk about is silicon and muffins. Absolute, when I shoot the shit.
So what’s this weakness you tryna to sell me? From that psycho y’all know and love. Suckin on tongues, laughin it up. Welcoming angels and demons and couches and comfs.
You bring your best rhyme, I’m on your next line. This is the beginning of blingin and houses and women. Smokin and drinkin and poppin.
Call the request line and just say Tech N9ne! Most of them chicks mane. Cause I got plenty rolled. So hurry come fly.
Here Comes Tecca Nina, a song by Tech N9ne on Spotify
Make sure you do that Kansas City shit, though. When I rise in hell, them alive will still vote for me. And we got plenty hoes. Spoil us with checks and Visa.