okuur - wifisfuneral & robb bank$ lyrics
[intro: robb bank$]
yeah, let’s go
cris dinero
okuur!
[chorus: robb bank$]
uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’f-cker
when y’all be like to’ and rode up
mud like at fuddruckers
she like, “d-mn, he a mo’f-cker”
[verse 1: robb bank$ & wifisfuneral]
i’m gon’ make her f-ck me for a perc’ (perc’)
i’ma f-ck that p-ssy ’til it squirt (squirt)
pull up on a b-tch like, ‘yurr’
hit it from the back, make it hurt
okay, okay, okay, i might pop a xan’, make it work
yuh, yuh, lil’ baby f-ck me ’til it squirt (yeah, yeah)
yeah, okay, f-cked up off a perc’ (woo)
yeah, okay, f-cked up off a perc’
yuh, yuh, okay, forgi’s my whip though
with a thick hoe, yellow bone my b-tch though
with that- in, uh
yellow diamond my wrist, um
like it just got p-ssed on
run it up like flintstones
drip with the liu kang kick, oh
we gon’ mix that xan with the lean
floatin’ on that bean
then the track pants, cost a ki
clean like listerine
she said, “okuur”
and let me f-ck up her maybelline
whole gang like, “b-r-r-r, b-r-r-r”
man, one of y’all n-ggas better pray with me
[chorus: robb bank$]
uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’f-cker
when y’all be like to’ and rode up
mud like at fuddruckers
she like, “d-mn, he a mo’f-cker”
[verse 2: wifisfuneral & robb bank$]
i’ma make her f-ck me for a bean
arch your back, b-tch, feel it in your knees (knees)
swingin’ on dubs, i’m ridin’ high, that’s how it be (that’s how it be)
swingin’ on dubs, i’m ridin’ high, this how it be (hold up)
ayo, it’s cool to smoke a pack, bustin’ off a sack
walked up in this b-tch, indeed, and yes i’m off of that
i’m mixin’ perkys with the xannies, i’m a bad influence
i’m mixin’ perkys with the xannies, i’m a bad influence
ayy, ayy, ayy
chick, if you’re itchin’, i’ll scratch it
pop me a perc’, do it up, be ready
speedball, that’s right, ayy
mind’s on the xanny
and it tastes like candy
mix four in a pint, that many
my name’s griffith, nice to meet you
honeycomb diamond look see-through
queen bee, precious thing, you
she down for the king kong
she got 2phone’ as a ringtone
that mean i sing to her
iced out my finger
then just stick them in her
where you goin’? (where you goin’?)
you shocked? yeah i want you
jump up on it (yeah)
[chorus: robb bank$]
uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’f-cker
when y’all be like to’ and rode up
mud like at fuddruckers
she like, “d-mn, he a mo’f-cker”
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