letra de chosen - pouya
[verse 1: pouya]
i need me a purebred well-fed white woman
with a low iq, know i do
so i choose to do what i want
she want me hurtin’ the stomach just like the taco bell do
she be texting my phone talking about “it’s long overdue”
told her “i just wanna be inside your throat like the flu”
give me about a week or two
i’ll weaken you just by the way that i speak to you
not to mention that smith and wesson keep ’em steppin’
second guessin’ if they should f-ck with me
man my life is so lovely
i only been alive a dub
still never pulled up to any club
i’m gettin’ money while i beat my d-ck
thank you satan for the internet
never had a manager but i’m a man of my word
young mac cadillac swerve by the curb
[verse 2: allan kingdom]
i never sold purp but i’m fresh outta work
minimum wage, i don’t rest on a sat-rday
fresh out the p-ssy and fresh out the dirt
life is a movie, i’m fresh out the matinee
tell the whole office accept what i’m worth
tell my old bosses i left cause i had to play
b-tch i’m a faxer, aye
and b-tches are after me
they chase me so that’s where i leave them behind me
they gotta be faster, chasing this b-st-rd
b-tch i don’t ask for dates
b-tch i don’t ask for bae
i tell you do give it or gift it
you bet it i’m sure like a cast away
[verse 3: bobby raps]
b-tches f-ckin’ up
b-tches f-ckin’ turnt
you just f-ckin’ jock
this really my life
can’t believe i survived
glad i’m still alive
f-ck a 9 to 5, i do what i want, end of discussion
nothin’ beats breaking bread with the people i came up with
i’m ’bout my bread like panera
b-tch i’m a pun like intendence
get the bigger picture, whole panorama
them dudes you ain’t heard of, them big dogs you scared of
swear on my life there’s no [?]
i’ll turn your crib in to amsterdam
my b-tches, they’ll make you say “dammit man”
your b-tches, they look like the hamster clan
jump out the gym like lance stephenson
beating these kids like i’m adrian peterson
p-ssy boy get out your feelings
you know you a clown, k!ll yourself, robin williams
talking sh-t, i could give a f-ck about a b-tch
mad at them shows, take it all out on me
when you want some real sh-t, sh-t you could count on me
[outro: allan kingdom]
letras aleatórias
- letra de hostile outlook (without sufferance) - mal form
- letra de shadowlands - real lies
- letra de ordinary greeting - korekayu
- letra de 사랑하다 (loving) - younha (윤하)
- letra de late nights - tne triip
- letra de unlimited is nothing - unde menso
- letra de moda - flaccosucio
- letra de str8 to it - laflareboi
- letra de starman - lord of the lost
- letra de heat - nerdhead