lirik lagu akimbo4s - gib galore
[pre~chorus]
ah, i know that she want 4s
she want me to hit from the back, i could tell ’cause she got on all fours
who woulda known i would make this music and it would open up doors
i roll up a spliff with this tangerine pack
no, b~tch, i do not sip coors
i could tell she was freaky when the room was taken and she still wanted to go f~ck on the floor
and my shooter keep a big mac like he work at mcdonald’s and he clean up the floors
and i keep a couple a bands so when i walk in the mall i can clear out the stores
yo’ b~tch on me, she want some d~ck, yeah, she want gib galore
[chorus]
i’ll pass snooki, i don’t want no b~tch from jersey shore
show me your b00bies, i might go f~ck that b~tch while i’m on tour
she wanna make a movie, but i can’t do it, b~tch, i gotta go watch four
i just wish she woulda stuck around so i coulda shown her what’s in store
b~tch, i’m no rookie, i’m a vet’
she wanna f~ck, i replied, “bet”
when i shoot i hit all net
touch down in new york like i’m a met
she want me to beat it when we met
trapped in her love like a web
we can’t talk, b~tch, i’m not ted
all my friends hate him, he ned
b~tch, come give me head
boy want smoke, he getting led
fettuccine alfredo, i’m staying fed
that boy is a pig, he stay with the feds
just got a new crib size of the shed
like i’m being serious, i could only fit my bed
and a couple of b~tches in here to give me head
but it’s okay ’cause i’m stacking my bread
[verse]
i stay with my dawgs like a park
that boy want fake smoke, we don’t larp
i’ll pop his sh~t just like a pop tart
that boy the police, he look like paul blart
and i’m rolling up pure beauty, b~tch, i do not smoke carts
boy, you ain’t no man
like lil wop, you sweet like sweetarts
and you knew that ain’t real louis, you got that from the flea mart
[pre~chorus]
ah, i know that she want 4s
she want me to hit from the back, i could tell ’cause she got on all fours
who woulda known i would make this music and it would open up doors
i roll up a spliff with this tangerine pack
no, b~tch, i do not sip coors
i could tell she was freaky when the room was taken and she still wanted to go f~ck on the floor
and my shooter keep a big mac like he work at mcdonald’s and he clean up the floors
and i keep a couple a bands so when i walk in the mall i can clear out the stores
yo’ b~tch on me, she want some d~ck, yeah, she want gib galore
[chorus]
i’ll pass snooki, i don’t want no b~tch from jersey shore
show me your b00bies, i might go f~ck that b~tch while i’m on tour
she wanna make a movie, but i can’t do it, b~tch, i gotta go watch four
i just wish she woulda stuck around so i coulda shown her what’s in store
b~tch, i’m no rookie, i’m a vet’
she wanna f~ck, i replied, “bet”
when i shoot i hit all net
touch down in new york like i’m a met
she want me to beat it when we met
trapped in her love like a web
we can’t talk, b~tch, i’m not ted
all my friends hate him, he ned
b~tch, come give me head
boy want smoke, he getting led
fettuccine alfredo, i’m staying fed
that boy is a pig, he stay with the feds
just got a new crib size of the shed
like i’m being serious, i could only fit my bed
and a couple of b~tches in here to give me head
but it’s okay ’cause i’m stacking my bread
[outro]
(and i got scared)
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