looney tunes - bruiser wolf lyrics
[intro]
yeah
huh, uh*huh, uh*uh
i love you, baby doll (what she say?)
uh, listen
[verse]
we both in the club singing off*beat (off*beat)
she need tlc, sh*t, so i creep (creep)
the foreign, color of urine (yes)
that’s european, cob corn
yellow diamonds, my jeweler vegan (uh)
hey, dopamine (dopamine)
i’m a baker like josephine (yeah)
slangin’ kilograms (kilogram)
just a detroit hustler rockin’ the fila brand (uh, uh)
but this is life, oh, this is life (but this is life)
deliver the boy and girl like a midwife (midwife)
hey, i’m sippin’ clicquot’s (cliquot’s)
spittin’ c*notes, she wanna deepthroat on a speedboat (uh)
as far as kilos, huh, i move weight like keto
britney, i think we did it again (we did it again)
whitney, it’s dope in my pens (yeah)
you ain’t trust a hoe (trust a hoe)
you pay for cat, you a buy*s*xual (you a bis*xual)
you sing like j.t. from the five heartbeats (ah)
my n*gga, that’s a city girl (that’s a city girl)
s*x in the sauna, she swallow the toddlers (uh)
kick her out by mañana (by mañana)
money tall like wembanyama (like wembanyama)
blow, bang red*heads, blondes and carrot*tops (what, what)
dinosaurs can’t wait to try*sarah’s*top (what?)
shh, new whips start with a b*tton (uh)
but i keep going back to my old school like homecoming (homecoming)
my love language ben franklin
judge fontaine pardon sins like i f*ck megan (like i f*ck megan)
we eat like a banquet
mattressfirm, who i bank with (yeah)
money under the blanket (shh, hey)
stomach flat, you can’t tell that she got a kid (tell that she got a kid)
because her pockets fatter than her ass is (yeah, uh)
greens, yellow rice, orange ruffies (orange ruffies)
red wine, this white girl want to f*ck me (she want to f*ck me)
she a doll, a demon, a bride of chucky (bride of chucky)
creampie her, now there’s s*m*n in her undies (yeah)
apricot, the apple watch (hey)
white tee crispy like rice, snap, crackle, pop (listen)
they ain’t eatin’, they hangry (they hangry)
blingy chains over the hanes tee (uh)
played and coached the game, hall of fame me (hall of fame me, uh)
you don’t know what life is (don’t know what life is)
forty on a jesus*piece, that’s a mid*life crisis (uh)
we built different, check the engineering, electrical (the electricals)
you gotta sit calm, and watch your friends episodes (uh)
in her twenties with a fatty (with a fatty)
i’m old enough to be her daddy (her daddy)
listen, i’m airing twelve for real (for real)
i still remember how that lambo’ feels (uh)
yeah, n0body toppin’ the flow (toppin’ the flow)
in church watching p*rn with the volume low (the volume low, huh)
i’m a looney tune
that’s all, folks! (that’s all, folks)
(bruiser)
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