lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

funky junk - duosancti lyrics

Loading...

[verse:]
cooler than cold, king
i frieza then terra your home, right? (brr)
believe it! i’ll tear up the globe
holdin’ two aces, the f*ck is a fold?
fight!
i’m kicking up cheesin’ your soul, cheesin’!
just to the thought of that
b*tch, i’m a witch who is saving the art of rap
artimaps, all of that
f*ck on yo ex, imma f*ck up these 0’s!
only speak gold
you settle for silver, that’s alliteration
stocks on the low, also you’re mad impatient (impatient)
awesome, i’ll paint ’em and slow up your payment
wanna run up? imma show you the pavement
say
who be the shawty you lay with?
n*gga, ain’t none of your business i’m shaded, stated:
got 50 stars, san andreas
whippin’ a rhino ’round corners
i’m blowin up lawyers and officers, lawless encode in my bones
born with a passion that you’ll never know
you borin’ like fashion and outta time, so
i’ll wrap you in plastic, crossing the atlantic
then static, get zapped and snacked on by tragedies
whales, i believe, then to feces, you mad at me?
casualties waiting in line, i got smoke
go toe to toe with a badmon
choppas and cutlass, you talk up, yuh head gone
dead wrong muhf*cka vexed, got ya chest hot
vicks that sh*t ‘fore you even try and chessbox
checkmark “yes”, 25 in my inbox (cha*ching!)
mahad sh*t, my god know i’m blessed
bet, no stress, hit a next a link, tether quick!
what’s an sd? nah g, mans tech’d it
petty n*ggas tryna press a n*gga
sketchy movements, don’t address it n*gga
dressed for movies when we sentenced
then its back to gucci, louis where my fetti n*gga?
who’s this stupid, truly?
planet drool, you oozing
pack a toolie tightly next to 2 li*, who he? (bap bap)
blew a fool clean open just for walking to me
hope you see this news leak
don’t you dare speak loosely n*gga! (bah!)
unruly manner how i go about it
he can keep up with me? yeah i kinda doubt it
left you feelin’ whitney
have you seein’ stevie
its no wonder really
but i called it, count it
tally marks, now your brain does rallies
off the rails have me thrown in county, got
homies doin’ sales and money thick
finna cut some ties, b*tch i’m on trip
right now!
donna smoking, that’s pipe pals!
iphone broken, but my tri in power!
beam, neutral b so pipe down, b*tch right now!
fly a kite, kindly going silent
hear a ring, then you hearin’ sirens
try to warn ya sooner but you’re busy cryin’
tired of tryin’ like bye
(bye!)
came into it to with a cane and mink
slight limp, sl!ck, still flippin’ pink
gave a bird the bird, watch the birdie sink
jits think they sick, this legit speak (this legit speak)
ay, ay
tone 5
this for y’all
art class, ya you know the vibe
go

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...