Lyrics:
Sylvester Stallone (Oooh!)
Peter Cushin (Oooh!)
Marlon Brando (Oooh!)
And James Dean (Yeah)
Charles Bronson (Oooh!)
Robert Redford (Oooh!)
Grace Jones
send my cushin' into insanity
Shout at my cousin now we bustin' if they yo' family
The coppers want to see me buried, I ain't worried
I got a line
of pyramids
Paper cut that pussy, I'm a live wire
Jumper cable on that pussy
Get burnt for the brick and
Maybe kill for the cushin
He ain't built for this
today
Punk cushin, red asses all for me to see today
Gangsta, soldier, fruity fruit rolled up
Young Dro, yeah, but all goddamn grown up
Ten a key
Them hoes be like damn
Walk up in the club, neighborhood superstars
Buyin' up the bar, cushin' a cigar
A bitch on each arm, and both them hoes foreign
in the club, neighborhood superstars
Buyin up the bar, cushin' a cigar
A bitch on each arm, and both them hoes foreign
Menagin' widcha boy, tryna
me I like it from the behind like slow no kissing
Go with the course more cushin for the pushin' love it when I see the sweat start drippin'
[Chorus:]
helt glömt bort dina kilon baby
More cushin for the pushin
ush vilken rush och byzan han är turstig
super henne lustig
hon ser ut som Beyonce
men efter
And I thank the Lord
For all eternity
And acknowledge that I'm
Blessed to be
The anointed Queen
Of this party
With a little extra cushin
We gon' get
couple drinks it's gonna get her right
Before you know it she on a pole doing dirty tricks on it all night
That hard rock, soft cushin, doing thangs got me
today
Punk cushin, red asses all for me to see today
Gangsta, soldier, fruity fruit rolled up
Young Dro, yeah, but all goddamn grown up
Ten a key
Them hoes be like damn
Walk up in the club, neighborhood superstars
Buyin' up the bar, cushin' a cigar
A bitch on each arm, and both them hoes foreign
And that is why, when we get the dough
We let it rain and let it shower, shower
Shower
Tight, me i never loosen up, im cushin up
Im shushing up competition
up up up up
Like a lighter
Hit the switch
Watch the flame
Twitch, flick, fire
Akinetic laying here with you
(But I like it)
Cushin cuddle kisses make
yell peace but now leave ya in pieces
But at least you escaped this beast
Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief
Now something's
a 100 thousand )
a 100 thousand ( a 100 thousand )
Hell yea nigga i just caught a 100 thousand
catch in da cushin, on a saturday night
Diamonds bounce
ølbriller på øh øh øh ølbriller på
In i bilen baby
Jag diggar stilen baby
Jag hade helt glömt bort dina kilon baby
More cushin for the pushin
Ush vilken rush
the cushins of the couch?
I can't find them anywhere, anywh- Oh wait here they are.
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