Lyrics:
Reach! Get off your whoo! and just teach! Get off your whoo! and just teach
Get off your whoo! and just teach! Get off your whoo! and just teach
Get
Riding round town with the top off
You ain't giving top getting dropped off
Wahh yahh ughh
Singing in this bitch I get this gwap
Ughuuhmm
Riding
trash
Until Rollie gets home
Then I tell them to take out the trash
It's funny to see big boy bitching
Male dog wey get pussy
Barking coz off rabies
sonic speed
I'm gonna spit it
Gonna hit it
Releasin all the pain I feel
Minute by minute
And I'm gonna get a kick back
Big stack
6 pack
Oh snap
I've
have your (?) space turkey has knocked up slightly off course.
KWIRK
Well, Lemon...
SMOCK
It?s Leh-meen, sir.
KWIRK
Now we must get back
this
Don't let this opportunity slip by
Feels like magic
Like a blessing from above
I swear, it's tragic
That there's still space between us
So let's get
Gotta get this shit off my chest it’s growing old on me (on me)
Let me get this shit off my chest my nigga told on me (on me)
Can’t get that shit
get it, you can get it
For so long I been in love with you
Oh, if you ready to go
We can kick this thing off like first order
Baby, just let me
it
Feel the rush, from my touch, get intoxicated
Drunk off my love, call the Hennessey thug
Passion, ya laughin', I can make you smile
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
own accord
Please don't attempt to save my soul
You get up off the ground
Take a look around
Dust yourself off that's when they knock ya back down
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
train to purgatory
Standing room only
Nod off, smile, the clanging metal sounds
You are the opium serf of the hour
He is the heroin king of the piazza
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta get on up off of that bullshit, stop fighting that feeling
You gotta
I won't go back
But trust me, you're gon' hold that
Hold that (Mmh, mmh)
Get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off
I won't go back
But trust me, you're gon' hold that
Hold that (mmh, mmh)
Get you off my mind now
I can't get you off my mind now
I can't get you off
mack on with two red sleepy dices
And for busters, it ain't no love
We fucked up off of 40's and joints of bud
Off to the store to get me a 4-0
They run they hide
Skirt away in a four wheel drive I've come to get what's mine
Them man there they can't get by they waist their time
Them man there
And I get off like an acquittal, I spit it, you critique it
It feels like I'm bein' belittled by midgets
It's like holdin' a nuke or a damn bazooka
do today? (Say what?)
Yes, I'm gon' get a fly girl, gonna get some spankin'
Drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
You say
i go get this Guap by my lonely
They ask me how did I get on my feet
I got off my ass and got on it
Then I got to it (Let's get into it)
I made
survive in a snake town
Woo Woo
Woo hoo
Woo Woo
Woo
It really is hot in this motherfucker
Bitch, get off me
Bitch, get off me
Aye
Yeah
Woo
Remix
Excuse my
off the Dusse by myself
I'm gone off the Dusse by myself
I'm gone off the Dusse by myself
I'm gone off the Dusse by myself
Life ain't too sweet aw I
Kevlar vest, is useless
I'ma fuck all of you pussies like group sex
You get six-hundred and sixty-six years imprisonment
For bitin' off another nigga's
Discuss these get off by ap9 Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In