Lyrics:
Cool Kids
Yerr..
Yerr…
Yerr
Fuck the bullshit, fuck the bullshit, fuck the bull
Fuck the bullshit, fuck the bullshit, fuck the bull
Fuck
whisky jack daniels
whisky red label
whisky jack daniels
whisky red label
Red bull, Vibe, Muito Johnnie walker
Red bull, Vibe, Muito Johnnie
[CHORUS]
Yeah
Maniggaz akutaura pachikuru (chikuru)
Startin' from the ground tichibuda sema juru (sema juru)
Just' a young bull but ey call me
как и доллар сын буду месить псин
Мой бендо как УЗИ
Мой бендо как УЗИ.
Твой Реп это Bull shit лузер
Мой треп новый Крузер
Мой бендо как УЗИ
Мой бендо
Aye
Wrist froze pop off like a pistol I
Give no fucks who trying to take my light
I'm aggressive kinda like a pit-bull and
If you piss a nigga off go
the lab get to whippin' up the smack
Now they hooked like shit and they can't get enough
Catch em in my line from dawn til dusk
Still on my best bull like
Dang man, Fuckin' happy as hell right now
Doing what I love, yeah
This is Bull City, uh yeah
Tryin' to make our way to the top, haha
Yeah, uh uh uh
away
With your fist in the sky
Cause you be telling lies
But they're gon' aim for your heart like a bulls eye
Bulls Eye
Bulls Eye
Bulls Eye
But
I put my shit on the moon
I put my shit on the moon
Sun is so high like in June
I'ma pull up in a bull
I put my shit on the moon
I put my shit
Ela tem fama de piriguete
Na boca das recalcadas,
Kika na ponta do pé,
Gostosa, safada
Muito Red Bull e Wiskhy
Ela tá na brisa da bala,
Representa
kind love no be cock and bull oh
No be cock and bull oh
Saro kome, ehe kome
This kind love no be cock and bull oh
No be cock and bull oh
Oya fun won
We’ll lock them all
In Brazen Bull
In Brazen Bull
We’ll lock them all
We’ll lock them all
In Brazen Bull
In Brazen Bull
Oh poor prick, you ok?
How’d you
mundo crazy
Todo mundo louco, vai ter forró com rave
Baby, uísque e Red Bull
DJ tocando piseiro e depois todo mundo nu
Baby, uísque e Red Bull
E quem não
sant
Og alt jeg sa var bull
Jeg tar det tilbake
Sorry, men jeg ble litt full
Og det ble bull
Bull
Så om jeg hadde hatt en tidsmaskin
Den kvelden kunne
a young bull
Call up bro yeah
Get gritty young bull
See clip caught a clip and
That's a fifty young bull
Playing with the fetty yea
We get with you young
are pricy
When we come thru
You know how we kick it like it's kung fu
Shey you wanna kick it with a young bull
Got a couple milli in the duffle
We dey
bull's eye
Bye-bye bull's eye
Bye-bye bull's eye
I swear I'm not the bad guy
I just wanna make it right
Swear I'm not the bad guy
Swear I'm not the sad
Got young bulls they ready to buss at your head at my command
No we not the same I'm built to last
With all of this money I need me a bag
She fuck
on your team
It’s like the 97 Chicago Bulls
I can always Win
I can’t never lose
I got piece of Heaven inside of me
So you know I stay winning too
I can
Heart break its the same bull shit
Heart break we can not do this
Heart break heart break heart break
Heart break its the same bull shit
Heart break
Explorer
Tiene alta su cuenta y oscuras intensiones
Del kamasutra con sus posiciones
A ella le gustan los pollitos dicen que saben exquisitos
Con red Bull el
yay
Ride the Thunder!
Grab the Bull by the Horns and don't let go
With a Missile Kiss Trampled under!
Their tyranny called down The Thunder Rodeo
Don't be a full
Don't mess with Bull
You wanna brawl
So get ready for my growl
Boom! Angry Bull
I'm in charge at this room
No one beats the Bull
Guess it's niggas
Out here think I'm sweet
Get up of that phone bull
You got beef
Pull up with that chrome
Since you wan speak
Most these bulls some
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