letras.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de hellcat pushin! - desire (rapper)

Loading...

[chorus]
we in that h-llcat pushin’
better get yo’ hoe, she lookin’
tryna steal my style, he couldn’t
these n-ggas be sweet like pudding
i walked in this b-tch with that glock
eyes on me, b-tch i’m feeling like pac
now that i’m up they say that i’m hot
i’m smokin’ tree and i do it a lot
fillin’ my cup with a deuce of that wock
he wanted smoke, so we gettin’ him dropped
put the red dot right on his top
get to bagging the money, don’t stop
look at my b-tch and i told her we straight
look at my pockets, i’m lovin’ this cake
my n-gga heat you up, bought him a drac’
and i’m f-cking these hoes out of state

[verse]
in the hеllcat, yeah that b-tch gon’ skate
can’t put my trust in thesе hoes, they fake
my young n-gga upping the score
f-cked a bad b-tch at the show, and i’m sipping on wock for sure
said if he sippin’ on tris then he broke
f-ckin’ this b-tch, then i pass to my bro
we up in saks, and we closing the store
she sucking d-ck and she loving the stroke
spending her a rack on a moncler coat
don’t f-ck with n-ggas, these n-ggas be broke
the b-tch be so cut-throat
i just sit back and play with these racks
play wit’ her hair while i’m beating her back
f-ck up her life, that b-tch was a [?]
widebody h-llcat, f-ck a scat
had to go neiman marcus for the hat
we up in benihana’s with the mag
the clip on the glock longer than a bat
talkin’ that sh-t, yeah, we finna slide
took my lil’ white vibe on a ride
keep that lil’ f-ck sh-t to the side
he got him a vpn, he finna hide
took a lil’ hit, now he ‘bout to cry
[chorus]
we in that h-llcat pushin’
better get yo’ hoe, she lookin’
tryna steal my style, he couldn’t
these n-ggas be sweet like pudding
i walked in this b-tch with that glock
eyes on me, b-tch i’m feeling like pac
now that i’m up they say that i’m hot
i’m smokin’ tree and i do it a lot
fillin’ my cup with a deuce of that wock
he wanted smoke, so we gettin’ him dropped
put the red dot right on his top
get to bagging the money, don’t stop
look at my b-tch and i told her we straight
look at my pockets, i’m lovin’ this cake
my n-gga heat you up, bought him a drac’
and i’m f-cking these hoes out of state

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...