TANGO lyrics

by

MC Virgins


[Intro: Wonder]
Damn WorthyRem
Ay, you b*tches suck, ay, yuh

[Chorus: Wonder]
b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image

[Verse 1: Wonder]
Yah, you b*tches suck
I pull up my Bentley truck
And I been coming for neck so make these motherf*ckers duck
And she climb up all on my di*k just like it's a ladder
b*tch, you can't name one b*tch I am badder than
And all these motherf*ckers be scattering
So come through right now, it don't matter when

[Pre-Chorus: Wonder]
And if I pull up to your spot I might just kiss on your missus
And if she want some child support I disappear like magicians
Okay, like

[Chorus: Wonder]
b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could nеver ever givе a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
Yuh, b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
[Verse 2: Wonder]
Allison, can you explain what internet is?
Ay, yuh, yuh, yuh
f*ck, b*tch, you's a f*ck b*tch, yuh
I pull up the Nerf gun and make 'em duck quick, yuh
And I heard you wanna feature, you're outta luck, b*tch, yuh
'Cause I can't f*ck with the skills that you were stuck with, yuh, yuh, yuh
If that's yo' b*tch, my god, saw her drop to the floor
And I got hard line equipped and my sh*t came with a scope
Okay like, I am a veteran, I need some vitamins
I been runnin' sh*t so I need a letterman
I need some ketamine, f*ck out my settlement
Bet you can't name a rapper I ain't better than

[Pre-Chorus: Wonder]
And if I pull up to your spot I might just kiss on your missus
And if she want some child support I disappear like magicians
Okay, like

[Chorus: Wonder]
b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
Yuh, b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
[Verse 3: MC Prophet]
Hey, listen
Hey b*tch, hop right on my di*k tip
Yes that is my mistress
Raw dog in that coochie 'cause she bad, I want her kids
b*tch, I just put my clip in 'cause you on my hit list
Writing down your name like Light Yagami, then I kick, b*tch
Remove the cap 'cause I'm snappin'
Like, call me Thanos, attackin'
Ice on my fist like a Patek
I dust you out with the magic
I beat yo' ass 'til you tappin'
Like Soulja Boy I be swagging
b*tch, MC Prophet not lacking
E-Boy until I'm collapsing
Like, ay, stay in your mo'f*cking lane
Me and Wonder run the game
Running the train, like we in a round of the Zombies
We killing these rappers and putting these b*tches to shame
And all of you little b*tches say "MC Virgins sound the same"
So I'm taking aim, I load up my Nerf gun with all of these bars of knowledge
So let's see who wants to motherf*cking play

[Chorus: Wonder]
b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
Yuh, b*tch sh*t, f*ck up off my di*k tip
I could never ever give a f*ck about a hit list
I can make your b*tch split, I need me a mistress
Yes, I keep it raw lil' b*tch, don't care about my image
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