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AUTOTUNE PINKY Video (MV)




Performed By: AUTHINTIK
Language: English
Length: 1:28
Written by: HOLTON CARTER




AUTHINTIK - AUTOTUNE PINKY Lyrics




Uh, it's that dude with the potato head
That's on that bread, like some mustard, or some mayo spread
Two things for certain, I can make and I can save some bread
I'm tired of this nickel and some diming, need some major bread

So break bread, or play dead, just like Naimo said
From twenty years ago, I still should have some major bread
My boy done came up in the game and graduated fam
I standing ovation from the heart, congratulations fam

Can't wait till the day a nigga said that I made it
I swear to God that I can't wait until the day I say I made it
I did a tape, they ain't hear it, niggas said that they hate it
Keep it real with them niggas, niggas say that you faking
Man I cant even tell the truth, them niggas say that I'm hatin', Im bout to

Hold on geez brain, you need to stick to your music
They wanting you spazzing out and mad, man they want you to lose it
You need to learn a thing called discipline, and learn how to use it
I don't know why I call you brain, because sometimes you are stupid

Im to the point where I on't even wanna hang with you niggas
I metaphor'red, then realized, I ain't the same as you niggas
The gave my life sharpened me up, and got some game from some killers
I'm starting to feel like TK Kirkland, cause who raised these niggas

They say I hit too hard, I on't play like you niggas
Y'all be on some gay shit, so I'll be straight on you niggas
They wanting all my days cloudy, wishing rain on a nigga
But when you shine, can't nobody throw no shade on you niggas, Thinik
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Uh, it's that dude with the potato head
That's on that bread, like some mustard, or some mayo spread
Two things for certain, I can make and I can save some bread
I'm tired of this nickel and some diming, need some major bread

So break bread, or play dead, just like Naimo said
From twenty years ago, I still should have some major bread
My boy done came up in the game and graduated fam
I standing ovation from the heart, congratulations fam

Can't wait till the day a nigga said that I made it
I swear to God that I can't wait until the day I say I made it
I did a tape, they ain't hear it, niggas said that they hate it
Keep it real with them niggas, niggas say that you faking
Man I cant even tell the truth, them niggas say that I'm hatin', Im bout to

Hold on geez brain, you need to stick to your music
They wanting you spazzing out and mad, man they want you to lose it
You need to learn a thing called discipline, and learn how to use it
I don't know why I call you brain, because sometimes you are stupid

Im to the point where I on't even wanna hang with you niggas
I metaphor'red, then realized, I ain't the same as you niggas
The gave my life sharpened me up, and got some game from some killers
I'm starting to feel like TK Kirkland, cause who raised these niggas

They say I hit too hard, I on't play like you niggas
Y'all be on some gay shit, so I'll be straight on you niggas
They wanting all my days cloudy, wishing rain on a nigga
But when you shine, can't nobody throw no shade on you niggas, Thinik
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Writer: HOLTON CARTER
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