$pinach - exlord & over9000 lyrics
[intro]
over, over, over
ex, ex, ex
[verse 1: over9000]
popeye make them eyes pop
flexin’ when we get spinach b-tch
frosted flakes out the ice box
got your ex on my ice pop
why stop? slurp
me and ex switching b-tches like it’s wife swap
and invest in a vest cause you’re livestock
stopping these kids like i’m ricegum, nice one!
a bunch of my son n-ggas, you ain’t one dem wise ones
a designer that you better keep both i’s on
i got a master degree in catastrophes
i’m not a masterpiece
just pieces of master attached to me
i m-st-rbate and release masterpieces
that’s the reason i’m d-ck dastardly
on this track, drat!
double drat! triple drat!
haters in the back, like d-mn!
why didn’t i think of that?
i got 99 problems
over, whats one?
to keep it 100
b-tch you’ll never be a plus one
[hook: over9000]
we ain’t need yaw, we’re on our own
got the spinach and spend it all on our own
speaking spinach cause it’s all about the benjamins
she say my accountants at the door
b-tch send em in
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
spinach make the world go round
[verse 2: exlord]
getting pay is my motto
twenty g’s for that condo
came a long way from the ghetto
momma taught me how to get dough
when i need a chick
i get it quick, getting thots pr-nto
black sheep, that’s black lamb, 17 gallardo
yo man, i got dough
jealous cuz, i never owe
like my blood type, cuz i know
that you and your ex always o
woah, live fast, die slow
ten grand for those horses
just to match my polos
uh no!
b’fore i had a license, men already i had a raging s-x drive
now i am 25, i am still getting head when i drive
every night at v live, stay live till day rise
strippers know my house is lit
so they wanna be my housewife
yah! can i get that brand new waitress
with a big ole set of cleavage
that’ll do my sausage damage
no garbage, just my fetish, finish on her cleavage
that’s vintage with that back page
no dad’s eye, that’s pop eyes with that spinach
[hook: over9000]
we ain’t need yaw, we’re on our own
got the spinach and spend it all on our own
speaking spinach cause it’s all about the benjamins
she say my accountants at the door
b-tch send em in
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
you know a n-gga popeye flexing
when we get the spinach
spinach make the world go round
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