lirik.web.id
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu cavalos existentes - down down down wit tha invocation

Loading...

[intro]
cut off your mind

[verse 1: ruby da cherry]
getting wavy with wavy
my last name is nuff not jones
couple bones washing up on the shore
skull missing now me p~ssing off the motherf~cker who give me the cash to do the job
corn on the cob, motherf~ckers trynna bob their head to $uicide
b~tches thinking that my heartthrob
but my heart don’t throb ‘cuz its tied in a knot
veins clot
brains rot
staying in the same spot
stayed in the game like a couple locks
he probably gonna od from the roxy
my style
don’t copy
been dead, yung mutt just a proxy
approximately the posse autopsy was sloppy
lacing my blunt with epoxy
no way jose one way headless corpse on a kawasaki

[chorus: mr. tinimane]
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
[verse 2: $crim]
sleepin’ all alone, $uicide boy shooter
young loser, drug abuser, lil chevy cruiser
speaking in tongues, talking to satan in almost every song
residing in the garbage, anything i smoke is strong (get em’)
59 straight outta the gutter
louisville slugger to make sure you suffer
cluttered with busters and suckas
look out the shutters, you see all my brothers
another motherf~cker ready to die
$uicideboy$ hang the rope up high

[chorus: mr. tinimane]
lookin’ out my windowi grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night
lookin’ out my window i grip and hold my gauge in fright
not because i’m scared junkies roam my hood at night

[verse 3: lil peep]
have s~x, chill out, smoke a sack
try to understand that yo new man wack, he a sad
make you drip drip down from a bat (from a bat)
she could take d~ck like she fat (like she fat)
you’ve been riding ’round on flats (on flats)
i can tell by the way you write yo raps (write yo raps)
snakes don’t come around, facts (real facts)
they attract to the lies and the racks (racks)
if you keep it real, i keep it real back (back)
i keep it real, so she on my lap (who)
drinking that yack, smoking a sack (a sack)
i put yo town in the map, gimme some that (gimme that b~tch)
he a sad
make you drip drip down from a bat (from a bat)
she could take d~ck like she fat (like she fat)
you’ve been riding ’round on flats (on flats)
i can tell by the way you write yo raps (write yo raps)
snakes don’t come around, facts (real facts)
they attract to the lies and the racks (racks)
if you keep it real, i keep it real back (back)
i keep it real, so she on my lap (who)


Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI

Loading...