letra de jellyfish - redboy
jellyfish lyrics
[chorus]
crash the whip into a ditch
i was movin’ too fast in the sixth gear, now the
blacked out tints smashed
blacked out b-tch in the passenger seat, weird
i don’t member how we got here
backtrack, check the mirror
got a black mask on my face
and it seems like i shed a couple tears
[bridge]
does, he, look, like, a, b-tch?
tear this sh-t off it’s already rippin’ at the seams
need some, air open up the car door at the scene
pyoom, laser beams (goose)
duck duck my head down sh-t clipped by my еar
[verse 1]
davinci, libra, my givenchy aroma from paris
i smell like a fairy but skrong likе a ogre
o-ol’ girl just woke up half her hair got smoked up, uh
lemme get back to the story it’s not over
so i, tippy-toe
we on an alien planet so there’s no
internet, silhouette, of a alien toe
trip him up, or her i don’t know
slipped like slippy the toad
b-tch hand me the clip with the ammo
b-tch can you hear me hand me ammo not the banjo
man i always choose the stupid hoes
[chorus]
crash the whip into a ditch
i was movin’ too fast in the sixth gear, now the
blacked out tints smashed
blacked out b-tch in the passenger seat, weird
i don’t member how we got here
backtrack, check the mirror
got a black mask on my face and
f-ck that i’m done with the story here
[verse 2]
if i’m up imma stick a golf club up up ya what ’cause you’s a chump
chain chomp, same rocks in my neckalace gliss
say my name wrong you might catch this
d-ck in ya mouth call up allstate
my b-lls are in good hands, b-tch
stan smiths wearin’ ass b-tch, hold up
pants backwards i talk like this ’cause i’m rich
been ballin’ since i learned to p-ss
kinda hurts holdin’ boulders on my wrist
foldin’ money mindin’ my business
i’m f-ckin on my b-tch
you work at 7-11 my iq is in the top eleven percent
i can f-ck your b-tch in one second
i can spend so much money i cause the great depression
i, i f-cked a jellyfish now my d-ck fluorescent
[verse 3]
ogre
o-ol’ girl just woke up half her hair got smoked up, uh
lemme get back to the story it’s not over
so i, tippy-toe
we on an alien planet so there’s no
internet, silhouette, of a alien-alien toe
(wake yo punk ass up) trip him up, or her i don’t know
slipped like slippy the toad
b-tch hand me the clip with the ammo
b-tch can you hear me hand me ammo not the banjo
man i always choose the stupid hoes
crash, cra-a-a
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