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 “my birthday” - lil glitzo

[intro]
(skii, skii)
yeah!
glitzo in this b-tch, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on
12 now, ho! (boom!)
birthday boy, lil’ chain sw-ngin’, b-tch!

[chorus]
yeah, it’s my motherf-ckin’ birthday (turn me up)
twelve years old, still slidin’ like it’s earth day (skrrt!)
big-ass bag, made a hater do a church pray (haha!)
lil’ b-tch bad, got her twerkin’ in the worst way (ugh!)
racks in my jeans, i’m stuffed (b-tch)
talk down, get popped, no bluff (boom!)
your man’s broke, he suck (facts)
that ho talk too much, get hushed (shh)
this my time, lil’ b-tch, don’t rush (no!)
new drip got the hallway flooded (splash!)
tell your lil’ bro stop stuntin’ (stop it!)
he don’t own sh-t, just frontin’ (p-ssy!)

[verse]
walk in the stu with a duffle (what?)
birthday cake, but i came with muscle (pow!)
chain so cold, might bust ya (ice!)
your b-tch fine, but mine look tougher (d-mn)
talkin’ on me? boy, hush up (shut the f-ck up)
you ain’t got guap, no hustle (nah)
all these hoes tryna cuddle (b-tch please)
i just came to pop one bubble (ugh!)
i don’t trick, i don’t pay for coochie (h-ll nah)
she still eat me like sushi (woo)
ho was thick, she moody (she mad?)
but i still filmed that movie (lights!)
off that juice, i’m zooted (geeked)
label talkin’ ’bout millions (talk to me)
told that b-tch we winnin’, no ceilings
now she cryin’ tears up to the ceiling (on god)
i got heat in my backpack, boy don’t try me
i’m 12 with a chain worth more than ya id (haha)
b-tch say she love me? lie likely
i hit her friend, now they both wanna fight me (square up!)
chrome heart hoodie, it’s wrinkled but real (swag)
b-tch ain’t ten, she ain’t gettin’ no deal (no deal)
all these thots want glitzo’s chill
but i want cake, not love, just bills! (get paid!)
[chorus]
yeah, it’s my motherf-ckin’ birthday (yup!)
twelve years old, still slidin’ like it’s earth day (zoom!)
big-ass bag, made a hater do a church pray (woo!)
lil’ b-tch bad, got her twerkin’ in the worst way (shake that!)
racks in my jeans, i’m stuffed (d-mn)
talk down, get popped, no bluff (no bluff!)
your man’s broke, he suck (facts!)
that ho talk too much, get hushed (shut up!)
this my time, lil’ b-tch, don’t rush (nah)
new drip got the hallway flooded (splash)
tell your lil’ bro stop stuntin’ (broke!)
he don’t own sh-t, just frontin’ (b-tch!)

- lil glitzo

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS