
lirik lagu burger boy - cole myer
man i was just playin, i was just playin, man, you feel me
okay
cole myer spittin’ cold fire, how i balance that
send me to the middle east, i’m in iraq lookin’ for a rack
she don’t care how you look, she want the guy with the most stacks
she walk around the gym like”which one of you is buff and packs?”
nowadays i’m lookin’ at these women, i can’t help but laugh
she want shaq to make her gag, are you a giraffe?
i’m off the charts, most of y’all are just a pie graph
drunk at high noon at sixam, i’m really like that
i’m in a suburban neighborhood but i’ll walk down a dark path
most of y’all think i’m really sweet i’m bubble bass, i ain’t bubble bath
she taking me to swim, i need a raft, i need floaties on my arm
i can’t swim very good
i ain’t rich, i ain’t pullin’ hoes, but i could
she said we should make a child, i said do it for the hood
so i tried to grow up but i stayed where i should
hey, i’m askin’ for a ride, can you take me to the candy shop?
i’m tryna hit the stripper spot and see a bop drop her top
she don’t want you, him, or i, i think this bop the cops
they ain’t gon’ break my door down, i’ma let em’ knock
i can’t take a chance of anybody comin, bought a lock
made it out of winter, i’m in spring, i just caught a fox
catch me in the streets singing to new york, i’m josh block
she want will.i.am to shake her body, come on, let it rock
i’m with todd roberts at a shelter eatin’ pancakes
he told me he’s only gonna hit it if she got a pan face
i don’t gotta camp, my big feet stepped on the snakes
turn off the lights and the lamp i’m in my pampers phase
that means i’m holdin’ in a lot of sh~t
i’m giveon if he didn’t have a lot to give
i’m sh~ttin’ on anybody out here throwin’ diss
i should’ve made an ai in ’08 to get rich
she don’t want me, she said you always on a shindig
now i’m with a b~tch, she bout to see how deep my shins dig
i see a wall in china, it’s about tall as your sins get
this a win or win, ain’t no kiss or slap, this a kiss or spit
i’m spitting through the wire, through the phone, anything i got
i used to be a burger boy, now i’m out here plantin’ crops
i need somebody with me who want be with me when i concoct
they said let her cook and they weren’t talkin’ bout her pot
they were talkin’ bout her shot, okay, her shot’s on the clock
i can triple up your tokes, how come i still don’t cough
i took a few months off and saw a zero muscle loss
you say that i take my grains for granted, it’s just jealousy
you say we all equal and we all the same, we don’t compete
this that stable house and you livin’ off of ebt
this that you never get a job with your lazy feet
i bet your sk~nk addy is 123 fatass street
i was raised north of nova, they said this is not the dmv
i’m the south riding reaper got a problem, you can dm me
cross junction crop dumper, we don’t play for keeps
the reason i stay cold, i don’t like the heat
y’all gon’ watch me as you grow old, you can take a seat
i’m just tryna have a few kids and sing the abcs
the plug hit me up, he said”hey, you want an eighth of these?”
told him, hit me up next time you got that rabied beef
i’m with rasheed, let me get a fab geek
i’m with a new woman, she don’t like the fabric on my sheets
i’m like mr. elastic, how my things stretch and retreat
like a b~tch beggin’ for a treat
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