Lyrics:
Hunnid in a chop', that's a C cup
Bitch, I see you hatin' through the peephole
Stomp you in Margiela's in a peacoat
She a bum bitch, but love
see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
You can be a king or even a queen
And when you drink
class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
You can be a king or even a queen
And when you drink Bommerlunder you're on the scene
You see, get
mind
You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
I could be a king or even a queen
And when you
you drown up in my wish well
You might wish you won't?
Why can't we both chill chill, why chit so real when I thought I'm only down for the night
Who's the bum cuzzin' along in your hi-fi
Stackin' do hittin' the bong, it's the Swing Fly
Teddybear sound is the bomb and you know why
None
by Night Achi, willkommen auf dem Maskenball
Maskhara, keiner malt hier mit Wasserfarben
Kids hantieren mit Butterfly, schneiden Sticks und machen
you drown up in my wish well
You might wish you won't?
Why can't we both chill chill, why chit so real when I thought I'm only down for the night
hard to keep
My head straight
It's like trying to go up but held down by deadweight
Walk on land, stay interesting
Nine albums dropped and I can't
but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open
It's way more fun when I know that you see me looking/
I've got a confession to make, and the truth is/
If I'm spending the night over yours to sleep
pero me dicen tecolote y sabes que? Gurl ya got me all locote, ur fine and ur a pretty ass chicana, spend the night i'll take u home en la mañana, di que
mind
You see to drink Bommerlunder you don't need class
You can be a smelly bum sitting on your ass
You can be a king or even a queen
And when you
Tulisa:
The other day 2 of my friends told me that you like me, would do just about anything to spend the night with me, but for me to like you, gotta have
Flowing like the Nile through the African pasture
Step onto my path and ya heading for disaster
Ask the nigga who was on my diggy bum shit
Couldn't
Neigborhood bums up in our alley playin fist games
[Chorus]
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in the hood
Hood times, growin up in
saves que girl you got me all ?
Your fine
And your a perty as chicana
Spend the night, I'll take you home in the manana
Di que si baby doll
Get in my
Did you see what Jiggly
Posted last night? She's so stupid
Oh my god
Did you see what Jiggly was wearing? Ew!
Okay, But did you see what she said
ray come get me
What it is yo
Stackin one jackin' like black bums
But got mad money throw us a check
I love Fly-Guys languages and
Niggas who ride high
plan b
Im in demand you niggas are done
you niggas be rapping for fun
You ain't making no money you bums
I've been working hard
Im ballin out
three cheffings
By the time he came home, it would've been P-7
Hmp's the only time I'm watchin' Keith Lem
Won't see me on WhatRappersWore in all black
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