Lyrics:
Rubber band
In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong
My mustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long
And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes
She's all that I want
She's all that I need, I'm filling your cup up
With Sprite and codeine, she get me so high
But I'm down on my knees, was
Bitch, say my name
Foca no mustache
Elas querem aparecer no flash
Mel no cheese, mina não me teste
Liga o team, liga o girocash (2x)
Tamo freeze,
Words turn into flowers into paper into plastic cups
that tie around a figure that was planted in the snow.
And often is the case that you have
hounds at their feet
Her lips were redder than a new Miata
His mustache held flecks of foam
They hung out in the corner cafe
Tapping on a laptop, don't
His wings took the air like a bomber
And my rain can caught me a cup a water
When I got into town
Odd jobs mam, ah, yer horse, I'll fodder
I'm
realer than me, my socks stink
Eat so much pussy that my mustache pink
Strapping, my pants seam, no need for a belt
Gangsta lean help, hoodie
clawed the evenin' like a hammer
His wings took to air like a bomber
And my rain can caught me a cup o'water
When I got into town
Odd-jobs mam, ah
clawed the evenin' like a hammer
His wings took to air like a bomber
And my rain can caught me a cup o'water
When I got into town
Odd-jobs mam, ah
mustache, ugh
What’s that? I don’t trust that, that’s suspect
Hafu toast, soup froze
Dextrose? I’m lactose intolerant
I’m not buying it, I don’t swallow
girl I wanna hand you
A homemade cup to drinka this rum
Trying to crack the coconut swingin' dis hammer
Trying to crack the coconut and busted my thumb
these drugs I'm stuffed (Yea)
Sunny done killed my buzz (Yea)
Somebody touch my cup
Somebody get messed up
Shawty asked if I would cuff that
Forget that
mustache like a Mexican
Look at the stamps on my passport, it'll tell you everything
I got 8 passports I'm never going to jail
I made “Omo Kekere” I'm
a Hardstyler)
Get This Party started In da Club (I'm a Hardstyler)
And Take a sip out of your cup (I'm a Hardstyler)
Now Dance until they pull the plug
And Let
Wehbe love
I don't give a stuff fill ya cup troubles unstuck... you aren't lonely
You are holy
I don't give a stuff fill ya cup troubles unstuck...
Zip it up
A lot of money in this jacket zip it up
I'm spitting fire like a dragon
Fuck it up
She slurped me up like I
Was a sippy cup
I'm not gone
scream and shout with a glimmer in their eyes
Is this what it means to be an Airsquid
Take this disc and turn it around, it soon will be your cup
Fill that
I enjoy talking about you
Dad I enjoy rocking about you
I even enjoy life without you
But every day I miss you
Dad I enjoy the World Cup and it seems
And trimmed my mustache
I'm now wearing size 32 blue jeans
I traded all my beer
Cans for string beans
And I siphoned all my gasoline
I'm a bad boy gone clean
my vintage bike
So everyone can see me
When I'm cruising downtown at night
I'm going to need a comb
For my self-indulgent beard
Maybe some mustache wax
than get head from you, I'd rather watch 2 girls 1 cup/
I don't give a fuck. I don't give give a fuck/
You a stupid hoe wearing stupid clothes and you
always fucks your orders up
(Yeah)
Me and my buddy were just down there
And there's this fuckin' dude
With a pedo mustache named Shannon
(He's a douche)
He
smokin' on that gas
Rollin' with a bad bitch
She hop up in the whip and
Give me all the cash quick
Got lean in my cup so my eyes low
Gang is the niggas that
like this a door knocker
And show you how I lay it down so proper
No scholar but much class a gem found
Under your nose like a mustache/ my pen splash
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