Lyrics:
Can miss Becky please raise her hand bruh
I need some of that good head right now bruh
I need that Becky
I'm on this liquor, oh so heavy
Fo' we
Can miss Becky please raise her hand bruh
I need some of that good head right now bruh
I need that Becky
I'm on this liquor, oh so heavy
Fo' we
over there girl (I see ya)
Damn, you ready? Get on the floor!
Bend over, won't you pop dat pussy fo' me
Bend over, won't you pop dat pussy fo' me
Bend
mwen poutan an fè tou sa ki te fo
Sa ki te fo, Ohoh
Sa ki te fo, Oh oh oh oh oh
Sa ki te fo, Ohoh
É manmanw pa té lé mwen poutan an fè tou sa ki te fo
Phwesh made me do it
Just let me know what it's
H-H-Hittin' 'fo (Hittin' 'fo)
Don't be shy, send me that i-i-info (Info)
Girl, let me know what
We got the goals that we gon' score
And all the doors we'd open sure
Things ain't easy girl but you applaud
When I'd be king, you queen fo sho
'Got
(Ah)
Oh no
Ya lookin' whatcha yellin' fo
Confess it bro
You're comin' down
I'm more masculine than a mothafucka
Pumping iron and cutting abdomen
No
I ain't worried
On Highland blocc ain't gotta search fo me
Lately I been grinding tryna save a lot trap no groceries
Granny say I'm heathen
I'm demon
I ain't worried
On Highland blocc ain't gotta search fo me
Lately I been grinding tryna save a lot trap no groceries
Granny say I'm heathen
I'm demon
Easternchris productions
If you win Paris Foot then ya friend dem start fo add
Shine ya eyes
If you give money fo cook, dem no give you but them
caño de escape suelto, el historias de cantina
El agarro, te lo quitan
Es la vida fo' real
Quiero hacer mi shit desde el hood a Medellín
Quedan cosas
like leukemia sick and itchin fo the cream
cutthroat whoever makin my way to the money team
surgery head lights is like burglary
detox straight jackets
управляют
Бычки на полу
Пустые глаза
Разлегся на кровати
Собственно я
Мне бы подняться
Чуть задышать
Братик прости я чет приустал
Fo fo fo fo fo
spend money like pepper
Mo kan ma sun sha ni
Ki n ma nagere o ah
Mi o ni se itoju mafaraya o
Spend money like pepper sneh o
Wa wa wa e ye
Umm
Odeshi fo na
(Talkin' 'bout a pie though)
Yeah, I fucked yo' mom bitch, fuck I gotta lie fo'? (Fuck I gotta lie fo'?)
(I want him to suffer) I'm like "Fuck you gotta die
Anu re loun gbe mi fo
Mio ba ti jabo ope lo pe re
Ko to tò ta gbe fun mi
Emi kò ni mo ko si
O gbe mi soke ju awon ota mi lo
Anu re loun gbe mi
Si tu m'ho demanes jo et demano perdó
Deixo passar el dia i em sento pitjor
Deixes que me'n vagi però t'abraces a mi
Vull que m'ho demanis com si fos
One Phantom, two castles, and a Jeep fo'
Five mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo'
Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more
Joey Crack, aka
never on sabbatical me I'm always back for more
Back fo mo, Back fo mo, Back fo mo, Back fo mo
Back fo mo, Back fo mo, Back fo mo, Back fo mo
Step-by-step
I'll be here all day, here me say
Don dada, big papa, fore father
Tell me who hotter, fo' I stutter
Don dada, big papa, fore father
Tell me who hotter,
Grant wood grain grippin'
Still tippin' on fo' fo's wrapped in fo' vogues
Pimpin' fo' hoes
And I'm packin' fo' fo's
Blowin' on endo
GameCube Nintendo
Five
vibes sink in
Get drowned on that liquor)
Mo drink drink
Mo smoke smoke
Get the feeling I done been Through this be-fo fo
Mo drink drink
Mo smoke
can’t go
I run the city from nengo to majengo
Product ninziza fo
Iyi stuff iraryoshye
Product ninzima fo
Fo fo fo fo fo
Product ninziza fo
Iyi stuff ni
Kuzolunga Kumi fo-sho
Fo-Sho
Lunga kumi, Fo-Sho
Fo-Sho
Kuzolunga, Fo-Sho
Fo-Sho
Kuzolunga, Fo-Sho
Fo-Sho, Kuzolungaaah
Mna nd'sazazi, ukuba ndingubani na
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