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 puro - xxylvii

[intro]
(dante is my papi)
(i don’t understand)

[chorus]
lookin’ at the flames while i’m burnin’ you alive—live
pyromaniac, b-tch, you better not try
put you on the news, make yo’ family cry—cry
i don’t really care if you is not my type
stealin’ these twinks and i’m eatin’ they culo—culo
why this b-tch look different, d-mn, he changed like pur—puro
he can’t even rap, might as well call him yuno
grass got me flying to heaven like—like—like—like—no

[verse]
your songs make me get to sawin’ wood like a lumberjack (timber)
facе reveal ugly, b-tch, you look like a plumbеr crack—crack—cra—
green with envy, b-tch, you look like muscle man
inside like a lion, but outside, he built like a lamb—like a―like a lamb
if that’s the case, it might make it easy to seduce him
but i might start dating ’cause i don’t wanna use—use—
tie a lame ho down ’cause we don’t wanna lose him
you loved him so much, so why did you abuse him?
copenhagen got me throwin’ hissy fit
took her on a date ’cause she look like missy elli―el―e—elliott
ass so fat and it weigh like an elephant
all stuffed-up with cash, b-tch, i need some medicine
cough drop ’cause my throat gettin’ kinda so—o—o—o—
—this b-tch ’cause i do not date your type no more
[?] this cash, b-tch i need to live in mona—mona—
range rover—range rover—you can ride my automo’
[chorus]
lookin’ at the flames while i’m burnin’ you alive
pyromaniac, b-tch, you better not try—try
put you on the news, make yo’ family cry
i don’t really care if you is not my ty—y—y—y—y—
stealin’ these twinks and i’m eatin’ they culo
why this b-tch look different, d-mn, he changed—he changed—uro
he can’t even rap, might as well call him yuno
grass got me flying to heaven like bru—u—u—u—u—u—u—

- xxylvii

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS