lirik lagu brezden - keisha
[intro]
(?)
[chorus]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i could bag yo’ lil’ b~tch while i’m rockin’ some crocs
she call me daddy but i’m not her pop
my pockets gettin’ filled up with a whole lotta knots
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
okay, okay
[verse 1]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on keisha
she tried to f~ck when i said, “nice to meet ya”
i’m f~ckin’ on shawty, she wet like the beaches
i cut off some sluggers, they act like some leeches
get on that beat like a pastor, i’m preachin’
go get that sack in l.a. like i’m deacon
back to back [?]owels, godd~mn, i’m geekin’
if she wanna f~ck, lil’ b~tch, you tweakin’
you tweakin’, nah, i can’t f~ck with no dirty b~tch
i’m walkin’ ’round with that dirty stick
i got a pretty b~tch suckin’ it, slurpin’ it
i’m in that field like i’m playin’ on turpin sh~t
godd~mn, i’m high, i’m feelin’ the turbulence
cut it up the beat a lil’, i’m finna murder this
nah, for real, cut up the headphones
i’m finna k!ll the game, finally the headstone
suck of these white b~tches, need me a redbone
you tryna be me, you know that you dead wrong
nah, i can’t f~ck wit’ you, lil’ b~tch, i’m head long
b~tch, i be geeked, you know i’m too d~mn stoned
b~tch, i’m a stoner like thugger, thugger
that b~tch say i’m a dog like dawg like uga
but we f~ck, gotta slip on a rubber
she gon’ eat up that d~ck like it’s supper
on god
[chorus]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i could bag yo’ lil’ b~tch while i’m rockin’ some crocs
she call me daddy but i’m not her pops
my pockets gettin’ filled up with a whole lotta knots
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
[verse 2]
b~tch, i’m sippin’ mrs. b~ttersworth
b~tch, i’m ballin’ like jesus, that’s shuttle’s worth
got a whole lotta drip like a puddle worth
he said she want a purse, i’ma f~ck her first
you get popped like a perc, you a f~ckin’ nerd
that b~tch tell me that you ain’t enough for her
boy, you bummy as h~ll, that’s yo’ brother’s shirt
i’m so high, it’s gon’ fly like a f~ckin’ bird
b~tch, i’m up like a falcon, an eagle or some’
you can get shot with a d’eagle or some’
b~tch, i’m a dog like a beagle or some’
that cat super viscious, a bingle or some’
dccw, league of lil’ guns
but we do not use cb b~tches to hunt
ready for war, i’m gon’ stand in the front
yo’ b~tches b~tt~naked and rollin’ up blunts
i told her that i had ’em hoes tight as a coochie
boy, you a backup, call you [danouche?]
don’t cop a backup, just need a lil’ uzi
two~hundred for lunch, we eatin’ some sushi
she wanna f~ck ’cause i’m funny and goofy
boy, you a p~ssy, you scary and spooky
i’ma go to the top, that’s a bet like mookie
eyes low, swingin’ that stick, suzuki
[chorus]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i could bag yo’ lil’ b~tch while i’m rockin’ some crocs
she call me daddy but i’m not her pop
my pockets gettin’ filled up with a whole lotta knots
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on wock’
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on~
[verse 3]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on activis
boy, you a d~ck rider, you a protagonist
i need that zaza, call it my catalyst
boy, you a p~ssy, ain’t sh~t but a pacifist
i’m in her throat like a motherf~ckin’ pacifier
she keep on bustin’, she say she satisified
say she in love and she tell me she gratified
thinkin’ ’bout touchin’ my chain, you gon’ have to die
for real, be smart, and think for a minute
hold up, let me smoke on that dank for a minute
lil’ b~tch, you better not stink while i’m in it
i’m really that guy, i don’t do the pretendin’
i feel like bill russel, a whole lotta winnin’
[?] allah, do a whole lotta sinnin’
you ain’t a boss, yo’ ass a minion
i cannot sleep until i get a million
f~ck it, i need a b, a billion
that b~tch ball, just got a brazilian
i’m makin’ plays like i’m hayes, k!llian
i’m one of one, i can’t be no civillian
just threw a party, ain’t use a pavillian
just f~cked a foreign b~tch, she was sicillian
we in the foreign where we copped the ceilin’ and go
okay
[outro]
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on (wock’)
i bag yo’ lil’ b~tch while i’m rockin’ some crocs ([?])
i’m movin’ slow like i’m sippin’ on (wock’)
i bag yo’ lil’ b~tch while i’m rockin’ some crocs
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