act like - cash cobain lyrics
lyrics from on the radar performance
[intro: tyrese]
it seems like just the other day that we hooked up
(i was drivin’, you was walkin’ and i swooped you up)
from that moment on i knew you were the one, yeah
(i was single, you was lonely and we fell in love)
we would sit and talk for hours about anything
(baby, you hang up, no, you hang up, on three hang up)
i bought your whip, i paid your rent, i gave you everything
(said you’d always be my baby then you bounced)
how you gonna?
[verse: cash cobain]
baby, i wanna go
watch out, i put my d*ck in your throat
i gave you this d*ck but you thought it was a joke
i gave her some d*ck now the hoe don’t want no smoke
don’t f*ck with no n*ggas, don’t let ’em get too close
f*ck with no n*ggas, them n*ggas gotta go
f*cking on b*tchеs, i left ’em at the door
whеn it come to s*xy, you know that you the goat
that p*ssy poppin’ i hit her with the smoke, like
ap, big rocks, n*ggas know i’m the ‘rilla
5k on the dinner, i’m really the top one slizzer
[chorus: cash cobain]
i did some wrong, but i’m always right
said i know how to shoot, and i know how to fight
if i tell you once, won’t tell you twice
you bae for the day, not bae for the night
i’ma do what you like, i’ma eat on that p*ssy with ice
i’ma beat on that p*ssy like ike, and i want your head like lice
fisher
[verse: cash cobain]
baby, i wanna go
watch out, i put my d*ck in your throat
i gave you this d*ck but you thought it was a joke
i gave her some d*ck now the hoe don’t want no smoke
don’t f*ck with no n*ggas, don’t let ’em get too close
f*ck with no n*ggas, them n*ggas gotta go
f*cking on b*tches, i left ’em at the door
when it come to s*xy, you know that you the goat
that p*ssy poppin’ i hit her with the smoke, like
ap, big rocks, n*ggas know i’m the ‘rilla
5k on the dinner, i’m really the top one slizzer
[chorus: cash cobain]
i did some wrong, but i’m always right
said i know how to shoot, and i know how to fight
if i tell you once, won’t tell you twice
you bae for the day, not bae for the night
i’ma do what you like, i’ma eat on that p*ssy with ice
i’ma beat on that p*ssy like ike, and i want your head like lice
fisher
[outro: cash cobain]
rest in peace pop smoke, too
fisher
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