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 #

hammers & blammers - $orr¥ lyrics

[hook]
montana, pull up with hammer
pull up with blammers
and they got standards
i took your b-tch, she up for ransom
got a new b-tch, don’t do the cameras
and i just landed, sipping the dirty that sanchez
tooly mechanic, i make a motherf-cker panic
tell him to test me, i let that boy have it
i got the abracadabra that magic
that n-gga sweet but he act like a savage
shooter be tweaking he might just go blast it

[verse]
wait, i fell in love with the k
i got a b-tch in l.a
you know she do what i say
and we don’t sip on that green
n-gga you know what i mean
i just be counting them blues
choppa it came with a beam
choppa take a n-gga st–ze
i f-ck that b-tch and i leave
you drive the whip with a lease
and you still work with police
i whip the work with a spatula
and my b-tch suck me up like the dracula
yeah that lil bitty b-tch so immaculate
and you stupid lil n-ggas ain’t having it
shooting my shot it’s so accurate
i see your b-tch and i’m bagging it
i treat the hoe like a p-ssanger
f-cking that b-tch and i’m p-ssing her
and i’m beating up the pot with the manners
and these p-ssy n-ggas funny like stand-up
and i came in the game
and that b-tch give me brain
and she sucking on my d-ck cause my bands up
i gotta get to the paper
she look at me like a saviour
i hit the juug and i take her
i finesse that lil b-tch and i cage her
do it in every occasion
i hit the b-tch with a fortune
and we be smoking on cookie
now my b-tch look like an asian

[verse 2]
f-ck that b-tch no cap
push up on the map yeah
f-ck that b-tch no cap
push up on the map yeah
that’s your b-tch i’m with
and i’m finna smash yeah
p-ss it to my friends
now we finna cash out
i put the brick in her purse
i put the b-tch in a curse
i put the d-ck in, it hurts
bought my lil b-tch a new shirt
they know i’m balling like kerr
i gave her what she deserves
f-ck up the sprite with the syrup
i got the junkies, i serve
pull up and hop out the vert
i got this sh-t out the dirt
i put that b-tch in a merc
but i cannot f-ck with that bird
cause my boo, pull up in a coupe
and we riding round town with the loot
i got b-tches, i heard you got n-ggas too
i got rich trapping hard in the stu
i swear, this sh-t’s real sh-t

[bridge]
i cannot chance it
f-cking that b-tch no romancing
feeling like manson
f-cking that b-tch in a mansion
gave the b-tch everything
now she just looks like she got an enhancement

- orr¥ lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular