Lyrics:
coming to eat like the muhfucking king of the bottom
I'm feeling rowdy I sip from the bottle
As soon as I pipe her she started to waddle
Best in
him, he waddle
I ain't never doddle, I'm kickin' the throttle while fuckin' a model
I stay as a drawin', yo life is a novel and most of it awful, uh
the sequence
Im trying to go hard
Like that glove of sequins
Keep my feet moving like a waddle of penguins
Trying to do more than hit the bottle
On the weekend
bottles
My lady look just like a model
Especially when she sippin reposado
Catching touchdowns in Miami like I’m Jaylin Waddle
Took the porsche for
you know but Im that guy
Lets see you go try
Slay like me? Girl bye
You’re the replica, Im the model
I can strut, but you just waddle
Everything I do,
walk round so cocky wid it don I couldn’t fathom for a second How they waddle wid it thinking that walkin wid a bop like they all proper wid it
Uhhh
they waddle around,
With happy feet, they tap the ground,
In black and white, they twist and spin,
A snowy dance, with a chilly grin.
Jump, jump, penguin
Colin Farrell, make her waddle home like Jalen
I'm complacent with the greatness, gotta face it, I'm a bottle coke
Classic sippin' Pepsi out in Cincy with
a bud will sprout to be tall as a tree
and you will sprout to be tall like me
so waddle through the grass so green
I'll measure you against my knee
Baddest bitch out and these hoes is flocking
I caught it big, now these hoes is mocking
Look like a IG model, walk with a waddle
Body shaped like
grosse plaque, Bériz (ouh)
On parle hors taxe et j'ai l'axe, en travers qui crisse, ma gueule
J'suis sur la ligne de touche tah Chris Waddle
Les
immediately!"
"I'm in the latrine captain"
"Oh dear me, I'm sorry
Well you know get up here
As soon as you can"
And then of course you know
Riker's gotta waddle
Seul devant ma glace je me trouve très beau
Je mets mon équipement comme
Stallone dans Rambo
La coupe de Chris Waddle en 92
Jean Diesel, t-shirt, une
waddle like a baby duck
And we're doin' the Tennessee Wig Walk
Play a tune on a fiddle on a hard wood floor
Though I'm tired and weary and my back is sore
Headless n*ggas waddle down the street, reminds me of me
Too upset to go to bed and then too tired to sleep
Too hungry to hit the blunt and then I'm to high
roll
They say, they say they ten toes
But you just waddle with your toes
They say you live for disposal
How hard the stones
Keep your chin high
It
Waddle like a duck
That's the way you do it when you do the hucklebuck
She's so serious
Serious is ridiculous
Shining like she gold dust
Looking like she can't be touched (what?)
Like a waddle I take a dip in
No
comme Chris Waddle et Denilson
Pas que ce soit simple mais c'est tout comme
Suffit d'une Panenka pour transformer le meilleur gardien du monde en
then I dove down
To the sweet and sour bottom
Where your memory is holding on it's holding on to me
Singing waddle-ee-atcha doodle-ee-doo
Small
a GRUNT
So I peep through my door
It's got a human head with the body of a boar
It waddles right onto the dance floor
and starts wigglin' away It hops
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