lirik lagu fl lotto – bad boy
ay (x4)
(big dope)
(verse)
i can’t fit the pack in my sock… or my pocket
that means that i’m copping a lot
and i dont much trap like that neither
i sell what i need so its free and go smoke in the lot
and all of the sh~t that i write? i would die for
so to say that it’s meaning a lot for the people who say that you’re fans ~~ is an understatement
i’m just inundated by the thought
and b~tch im on the clock, working all d~mn day
(tick, tick, tick, tick, tock)
god! i hate a 9~5 so i’m working 5~9 praying that this sh~t’ll stop
and i dont really pray and ask for a lot
but i think i might need me a blessing n~gga
with the way that these times have been going, i think i might have to go get me a wesson n~gga
and then
(chorus; x2)
hit the l!ck and pistol whip the fool
i pass em off, no pistons dude
but i’m a bad boy
handy manny, i grip the tool
mouth full of gold man, it glistens when i drool
i’m just on a higher level like i’m sitting on a stool, or a ladder
baddest b~tches gon lay it out like a platter
make a splatter when we all done
sh~t, i probably gotta take me 2 or 3 just to be on one
(verse)
roll up another, i got that sh~t covered like sherman
she all in my clothes like detergent
i’m spitting that sermon but slurring my words way too often, it sounds like i’m speaking in cursive
i keep me a virgin, a freak, and a freak that i met as a virgin
we all in the cut like a surgeon
i’m urging you not to get a n~gga started
i’m purging on you, now you dearly departed
i pardoned myself from the pity party i was part of that came from the way i was brought up
i slaughter this beat and then feed her my meat like some fodder
i’ve fought off depression, the f~ck is brawl?
muhf~cka come get it, i’ll give to you all
i’m balling spring, summer, winter, and fall
step back and that jumper go right in yo jaw
i just jump out the gym and then dunk on yo dawg
i like my s~x raw
so i can go right in that p~ssy, nosedive in that p~ssy
and baby i know that its mine cause you gushin
that kush make it feel like a cushion
its right for the pushin, and i ain’t gon bullsh~t you neither
i ball while you be in the bleachers
the blunt packed with indica and a sativa
so know imma be wreaking, better hope i’m not tweaking cause i just might
(chorus)
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu chavales – empieza el plan
- lirik lagu carly rae jepsen – stay away
- lirik lagu miroshland – в дальнем углу (in the far corner)
- lirik lagu jacob miller – get your love
- lirik lagu pianocoquetel – eu vou deixar a roleta girando
- lirik lagu breaking wheel (michigan band) – life’s shadow
- lirik lagu anna vissi – δε σ’ αλλάζω (de s’allazo)
- lirik lagu seb r – d.r.p.
- lirik lagu lessur – anhedonia
- lirik lagu did you have to go? – ry skies