3 am - lil ratt lyrics
[intro]
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
[pre-chorus]
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
[chorus]
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am i pee in it’s vageegee
at 3am i feel like luigi
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
[verse 1]
sittin’ in my room at 3am
b-tch, i’ve been suckin’ right on them ghost tiddies
coochie was devilish, bless it, amen
i feel like the mama, i’m cleaning her kitty
i feel like i’m drowning in it like ben
her name was billie, she gave me a hicky
i feel like fantano, 10/10
i gave her my d-cky, ricky, and dawn
she was not giddy, she gave me a yawn
she stood up and hit me with the f-ckin’ quan
then i died with no resp-wn
and now i’m a ghost and have s-x with her mom
i’m bombing the coochie like i’m vietnam
i get on one knee and i ask her to prom
then she said “lmao, my name is tom.”
so i make a time bomb like i am islam
i f-ckin’ exploded that b-tch, now she gone
i got a coupon so i can feed on
these n-gg-s fear from dusk till dawn
i call them queer but they tell me i’m wrong
now i steal the f-ckin’ b-tches thongs
i am the ghost of stealing thongs
i am the ghost of stealing thongs
yuh, (swag!) yuh
[chorus]
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
at 3am i pee in it’s vageegee
at 3am i feel like luigi
at 3am a ghost suck my pp
[bridge]
i can feel the ghost around me
he wants to grab my pp
i can see things that these nibbas don’t see
i have to take a peepee
[verse 2]
let me tell you bout’ the ghost of stealing thongs
he also has a knack for stealing bongs
‘cause he likes to get a hit of that kush
he also is a fan of george bush
legend says if you go in the forest
the ghost of stealing thongs will flourish
he looks at your in a pit of bliss
and he says “yo, lemme get a hit of yo p-ss”
if you decline, he will shoot you, never miss
then he gives you a kiss and steals your thong
then he is gone, then he can be heard playing his song
“bling bling blong, i have a banjo
shot a libtard, ‘cause he didn’t give me yellow
now the nibba red like strawberry jello
now the nibba turning white like a f-ckin’ marshmallow
such a big shame, he was such a nice fellow
pullin’ these strings like a mothaf-ckin’ cello
now i gotta back to h-ll, oh no
oh no, no!”
[bridge]
i can feel the ghost around me
he wants to grab my pp
i can see things that these nibbas don’t see
i have to take a peepee
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