Chords for YourWelcome Shon - Tuff Noodles (Prod. Kevmo)

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I'm a beast, I'm a thot, I'm a mutt God bless, this ain't luck
And them two threes on my feet cause I'm clutch I need a new crib for my mama, that's a must
I need a bro like Osama, that's a must I hear my haters wanna play me with luck
You wanna see if we a pattern, then pull up
_ _ Yo, yo, camo on the kicks, that's no look assist
Work it with my wrist, work it till it rock up
I got records, I got hits, ayy, whippin' it out the dish, ayy
Wrappin' it up like tips, ayy
Flow as tough as nails, going hard, they could tell
I be with my dawg so I cannot tuck my tail
Riot at my show, the cops might take me straight to jail
Banks said don't worry cause Big Cuzzo got my bail
Not a fan of em when these rappers wanna sput, ayy
Wash my hands of em when they get to actin' tough, ayy
Count my bands on em, ACDC in the trunk, ayy
Somewhere in the cut, I be somewhere posted up like Neymar
Cause I'm tough, I'm a beast, I'm a thot, I'm a mutt
_ God bless, this ain't luck
And them two threes on my feet cause I'm clutch
I need a new crib for my mama, that's a must
I need a blow up like Osama, that's a must
I hear my haters wanna play me with luck
You wanna see if we a pattern, then pull up
Someone tell me how you born and pick your poison
They can't stop me cause I'm God blessed, I'm anointed
Who that girl that he pulled up with, isn't she gorgeous
That's my baby, had to cuff her, with the lawyers
Stop [Eb] talkin' when I'm talkin', I got something for ya
If I feel you not official, then I just ignore ya
All these rappers white watchin', feel like Tom Sawyer
Had to give em something different cause the fans bored of ya
Hood scholar, I'm a whip up like a Concordia
Yeah they thought that they could play me, I am no accordion
Swear these rappers be my sons, I'm a Adamoria
King like LeBron James, but I'm still a warrior
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_ I'm a beast, I'm a thot, I'm a mutt
God bless, this ain't luck
And them two threes on my feet cause I'm clutch
I need a new crib for my mama, that's a must
I need a bro like Osama, that's a must
I hear my haters wanna play me with the luck
You wanna see if we apply that damn rule up _ _ _ _ _
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