clark kent - tokyo's revenge lyrics
[intro]
my dot red, just like clifford
what? uhm, what? b-tch! what?
uhm, yeah
she keeps tryna suck my d-ck when she don’t have no t–th in her mouth (akachi, he on the beat, it’s a murder)
i just feel like that’s crazy
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
okay, like clark kent, metal on my hip, b-tch
i’m the man of steel, how you feeling, b-tch? super, uh
these p-ssy n-ggas, lex luthor, truth hurts
n-ggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh
goofy goober -ss boy, thought i’m tryna f-ck his girl
i had to ask the n-gga, “who her?” uh
swear you n-ggas all in your feels, but you p-ssy -ss boys out of weenie hut jr., uh
then she call me django, but n-gga be out the chains (just a little bit)
feed my b-tch a little bit of cocaine (for her dinner)
n-ggas be all doin’ the same sh-t, like synonyms
two d-cks on me, max payne, i’m a little b-tch
like okay, b-tch, why you hit my dm’s, so lame, b-tch?
with that bullsh-t, like ¡olé!, b-tch
you don’t like me, but that’s okay, b-tch, uhm
[verse]
money, order a big pot like a [?]
i’m sick ’cause i keep on pokin’ my d-ck, i can’t control it
my b-tch is done give me callin’ a n-gga out
i be d-gg-n’ these b-tches, like how am i supposed not f-ckin’ open the door and then kick her out
uhm, is that f-cked up? right up, b-tch
ride a b-tch straight like a horse tail, a buck up
beat a b-tch just like my d-ck when it’s stuck up
then rob her boyfriend and tell that b-tch, “shut up”
she gonna do what i say, she like, “yup, yup”
everything inside my head, it be f-cked up
knock-knock, i met your mom, cut like “what’s up?”
just like some pampers, we gon’ pull the f-ck up
uh-huh, i got too aggressive, your b-tch, she gon’ special
smackdown on the p-ssy, b-tch, we gonna wrestle
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, i think i’m huntin’ ’em like a racist
no rappin’, i do not be cool ’cause they beefin’
your b-tch need a facelift, she thought, “how much is that?
n-ggas hate me, but i all on their playlist
[chorus]
okay, like clark kent, metal on my hip, b-tch
i’m the man of steel, how you feeling, b-tch? super, uh
these p-ssy n-ggas, lex luthor, truth hurts
n-ggas bite me until they tooth hurts, uh
goofy goober -ss boy, thought i’m tryna f-ck his girl
i had to ask the n-gga, “who her?” uh
swear you n-ggas all in your feels, but you p-ssy -ss boys out of weenie hut jr., uh
then she call me django, but n-gga be out the chains (just a little bit)
feed my b-tch a little bit of cocaine (for her dinner)
n-ggas be all doin’ the same sh-t, like synonyms
two d-cks on me, max payne, i’m a little b-tch
like okay, b-tch, why you hit my dm’s, so lame, b-tch?
with that bullsh-t, like ¡olé!, b-tch
you don’t like me, but that’s okay, b-tch, uhm
[outro]
what is your f-cking issue? it’s not even- it’s a f-cking song. it’s a f-cking song, it’s not even real
Random Song Lyrics :
- moje oči lažu - vuk mob lyrics
- tokyo hotel - dark polo gang lyrics
- desde la otra mesa - los rieleros del norte lyrics
- kugelsicher - sonny black & frank white lyrics
- od rana do wieczora - kenny kołach lyrics
- shottas ii freestyle - spitta lyrics
- abc fantasies - tink lyrics
- on my side - leighton meester lyrics
- hshswks - jsjsj lyrics
- shine - hwii lyrics