lirik lagu bravo the bagchaser & that mexican ot - chicken
[intro]
d~diego
[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
i like to f~ck, b~tch
i like to touch chicken
i like guns and ones with the drums in ’em
.45 with the lemon squeeze on ’em
put the pressure on you can’t breathe, homie
’bout a bag, buy a hundred p’s, homie
seen your b~tch, she was lookin’ like she want it
g’s and me, but i got a white t on me
[verse 1: bravo the bagchaser]
used to wanna be, now i crashed down, d~mn
watch when i hop out that lam’
thuggin’ for real, f~ck thuggin’ for the camera
how are you gon’ walk outside with no blame or nothin’?
n~gga go show hundred bands or sum’
that’s your b~tch, put my d~ck on her tongue
i like wet sh~t up
i’m on shot a b~tches, i thought it was set up
i’on want the glock, baby, i’on want a beretta
i’ma pour some mud lately, i’ve been feelin’ fed up
put a beam right between his eyes, f~ck his head up
ooh, f~ck ’em up, now i f~ck his head up
[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
i like to f~ck, b~tch
i like to touch chicken
i like guns and ones with the drums in ’em
.45 with the lemon squeeze on ’em
put the pressure on you can’t breathe, homie
’bout a bag, buy a hundred p’s, homie
seen your b~tch, she was lookin’ like she want it
g’s and me, but i got a white t on me
[verse 2: that mexican ot]
i like to disrespect b~tches
colonel sentence’s ’cause i got a chicken in this finger
l!ckin’ money stains, got my pants lookin’ like peter griffin
baby mad at me ’cause she know i keep it pimpin’
i’ll be tying that bag, i’ve been feelin’ like bravo
got a pound of weed, i’m chiefin’ it, kiefin’ like no morrow
i’ll be deep inside the streets, got me feelin’ like i’m a pop
i’m a mean ass be get refined no chatter
i’m a bucket toilet ’cause i go through some sh~t, but i still come steppin’ out
clean with a fresh white t
how you do that? i’m asking ot
f~ck you mean? now, i f~ck up the scene, lil’ hoe
[chorus: bravo the bagchaser]
i like to f~ck, b~tch
i like to touch chicken
i like guns and ones with the drums in ’em
.45 with the lemon squeeze on ’em
put the pressure on you can’t breathe, homie
’bout a bag, buy a hundred p’s, homie
seen your b~tch, she was lookin’ like she want it
g’s and me, but i got a white t on me
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu vitoria vitor - porque ele vive
- lirik lagu the last whole earth catalog - have you ever?
- lirik lagu paulina gretzky - collecting dust
- lirik lagu aline fontes - dia 28 love
- lirik lagu hollowed harmony - true north
- lirik lagu mekons - powers & horror
- lirik lagu london jones - joi (the alternate joious radio version)
- lirik lagu もさを。(mosawo) - vani-lie
- lirik lagu the creeps [ca] - westmount high
- lirik lagu l.a.x. (disco) - dancin’ at the disco