beanbag - hooligan chase lyrics
(chase!)
i like em blonde, like sarah snyder
give it like 30 minutes, i forgot all about her
i’m really ’bout it, ’bout it
she in that fenty fit, i bought that sh*t
hoe don’t you doubt it
she can be screaming when i f*ck that
‘cuz my crib too crowded
baby i need a doobie, what did you feed your booty
i’m tryna see a movie, me and beabadoobee
i’ll be your new suzuki (ride)
if you don’t like it sue me (hoe)
you look like bubble bass, b*tch ain’t hopping in this jacuzzi
i’m in my papasan, my feet up, she do my dishes for me
that’s my itallian b*tch, that cowgirl better than fresh cannolis
rockin them stüssy ‘stocks i’m bothered, i know i look too cozy
how can they smell what’s in my oven, b*tch you a little too nosy (backup b*tch)
have fun with them lames hoe, bet you won’t
i wrote this in my beanbag, might get you gone
and i don’t even know why y’all try she ain’t gone let you bone
you just woke me up outta my sleep, b*tch, what the f*ck you want
i ain’t your ride, be catchin the bus
unless you was clappin your b*tt on my nuts
d*mn it lil chase you comin in clutch
she caught on my body and dump in the guts
i bought some henny it come with a dutch
“you the sh*t?” you might have to flush
catchin a lift, my thumb in her b*tt
“you’re thumb in her what?” (you heard me)
i had a h*lluva day, i’m back on whatever i say
i really be nothing but peaceful
they got berettas and gauges
everytime i hit the bank, i’m workin on crackin the safe
she got a h*lluva body, not really a h*lluva face
but you still a wonderful women
your momma just gave you some bosoms
i pull up my pants, and look for my keys
i always forget where i put them
i’m finna dive in it head first
you just be dippin your foot in
would you keep it quiet if it was your family?
i bet that you wouldn’t
so let it be known:
we wanna take out this head of the throne
set it in stone:
its best to be paid not best to be known
the kitchen that went up in flames
trust me that recipe gone
breaking celebrity bones
i could just break in they heavenly homes
(ooh i never seem to trip about a b*tch i keep my shoes tied)
(see this b*tch? two fives)
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