letra de pass that dutch - shug
what they want?
what they really want?
cause i’mma give it to ’em
(p-ss that dutch) x8
who’s cooler than this, fem?
niggas wanna grip on this, trim
niggas wanna lick-lick on the cocoa cl-t
and little d-ck niggas gone with the wind, like
he got the chedda
he wanna spend ’cause i fuck him right
shit, i can get it
i’m freaky k!lling it every night
about a 7
he make it up with a tubby pipe
keep the booty tight
he busts twice
ya done me right
i said work that back, b-tch
jiggle that fat
run it back
where your chummys at
when the gunny clap?
and the bag
niggas really fab
and they k!ll a f-g
in the louis bag
is a 9 with a loaded mag
i attack on new niggas
i send ’em to the back
i relax and perm niggas
and leave ’em runnin’ fast
what’s a match to this b-tch?
i’m better than your cl-ss
you are gr-ssy b-m niggas
and b-tches k!ll in m-ss
no harm, i get it up
ya b-tch i send it up
the fuck?
b-m sluts is bustin’ sus for what?
niggas better hush and duck
i pops the trunk
sendin’ two shots for b-tts
i pop the rump
i’mma need chips
since i licked the chocolate stump
when i pop 10 rounds
tell her son’s is in the clutch
bad as fuck
b-tch i been that b-tch
niggas really fuckin’ up
better hit that witch
i’m mad as fuck
finna get that clip
and blast at these niggas sayin’
“girl, do that shit!”
’cause im finna double dutch on a nigga
bust on a nigga
if he really thinkin’ he can fuck with it
b-tch i’m finna load a clutch on a nigga
dust from a nigga
if he think he winnin’
fuck wrong with ’em?
couple chips on the feet
better check my timbo’s
really never checkin’ for a hoodrat bimbo
might just let him hit it
in a min if he swing low
he beat-it-skeet-it up
now i’m callin’ him kimbo
want it with this itty-bitty pretty django
hey, if you can see me
put ya tongue on my tang, hoe
when i touch up on ya nigga
do yo’ chain hang low?
do you got the 24’s on ya new range rove?
you can get it ’cause ya pinky ring cold
let’s go to my home
so you can get this work! nigga!!
stupid b-tch–ss-b-tch
i been with it
they been dead-ed
he really want it
i pop him and let the crew get it
that top-tier
i been where they’ve been headed
lg that team nigga
the two letters
only fuck with real niggas with big chips
them go-getters
if he send shots
all i got to say is, “go gettem'”
if you a bad -ss b-tch, better b-mp this shit
and twist and dip
big d-ck niggas wanna hump this
and this wide -ss round
what ya lunch is?
nigga munch this
somebody tell me who these c-nts is
cause i see these b-m b-tches wanna infiltrate
pop shit?
i pop 5
b-tch i’ll pop ya face
used to k!llin’ any nigga that is in my space
really zip your body bag
never leave that trace
all these money-hungry niggas wanna catch that taste
but wait…wait
pump the brakes
the fuck?
(work that back, betta jiggle that fat b-tch) x4
(p-ss that dutch)x8
letras aleatórias
- letra de spiritual warfare - dead in christ
- letra de mud, blood, guts & glory - trash bats
- letra de what about me - coldwater canyon
- letra de ono - dancing on tables
- letra de happy at your gate - erika spring
- letra de dig your grave - erick serna and the killing floor
- letra de itunes - teen hearts
- letra de like you do - hthaze
- letra de vielleicht - sam wernik
- letra de okay - josephine