Lyrics:
the spinners
Whole team full of winners
Bullets all in her anus
Hella Kwengins
And all of them done by us somebody haffi get bun
I ain't never told
One, two, sess coming through
With the rude lyrics and the pride to fit
I ain't the counterfeit chic, renk up rhythm to rhatid
With my girl
would I, and why should I
When I seen a lady tonight, with my good eye that I would try and make
My..(baby..baby)
I was up in the club putting my hood
watching skate kitchen and fell in love with it so I decided do a Album for it yeah
This' what I came up with.....
Check it
Betty Betty
Skate skate
your new album shit was trash that shit really sucked
Said he wanna fight I pull up damn he really ducked
Shoot the baby drac but I missed man he really
picked up a new job while writing this album. it pays worse than the last. life's cutting me like grass. it didn't work out too many times but it's all
Verse
They don’t know
The rules
Bad bitches lit
Be by
The pool
Now they up
In the room
Smoking gas
Hiding
The fume
Wit perfume
I need yo
the DJ go and turn that Shit up!
So we get Rowdy and we get drunk
And Tell the DJ go and turn that Shit up!
RAP by Fatman Scoop
Fly girls, gone Turn Up
goo)
My fake friends are animals, Judging by they size and they width
Sike wait until November 5th
My fake friends are animals, Judging by they size
Singing lullabies to a doll in my arms
I was only five but I knew
I'd rock her to sleep, say goodnight to the stars
Someday our dreams will come
Hey guys
Welcome to my drill album
Bro I swore on my life I was never gon' do no fucking drill tape bro
I hate drill
This shit is so corny to me like
Yeah
The shit that I spit is animated like hentai
Try to make a fool out of me you end up a dead guy
I don't play ball, clinch hitter like Saenchai
disappear I'm steady, on the goo!! I don't got no fear
They been waitin' on my album, this that pain4power
I like my pussy like the rain, that's a heavy
Rappers need to get up off my tallywacker
Your album cover couldn't look any tackier
The font looks retarded, The colors don't match
Probably can't afford
and shit like that
Now you're after me with a baseball bat
I remember when I used to be the king
Your honey sweety doll and baby everything
I used
You how it goes down in litty city
c motherfucker got his turnt fingers up as we get into this next mother-fucking track by Ghost Insight. It's
the shotters, he don't turn one into two
Told her suck up all the goo, take that road and leave no clue
Two real sisters wanna fuck me, I'ma purchase one
to switch up my friends yeah
I can count them on my hands yeah
I had to keep it 100 yeah
Fingers I'm going by tens yeah
It feel like you messing with me yeah
follow (ay)
And If you say make I follow you go-o
I’d say take the lead and I will follow
I can, climb up to the mountains to meet the clouds
Omoh I can,
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
Thuggin on my own
Tell me if i'm wrong
Baby want me homee
Blowin up my phone
I be always gonee
Workin by my lone
She said i'm takin longg
I can feel
doodle
Goo-goo face, keep new boo laced
Screaming out, "More bass", spazzing on tour dates
Ding donging bitches flicking they pussy lips
French vanilla
Back to illin, back to dealin, back to coc-a-ina
Up the nose, that's the feelin, sky the limit, that's the ceilin
And the women is the whores, puttin
Tropical vibes
Build a spilf and get high
Cutest girl by my side
Fried
Cookie bop to the sky
And I know you know
She's the one that I chose
That's
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