lirik lagu mel v - simlish
[verse]
(grrt grrt!)
(chapo!)
(bow, bow, bow, bow)
b~tches be sweet like a motherf~ckin’ honeybun
yeah i’m the sh~t, b~tch i know that i’m one of one
and i’ve been poppin’ my sh~t like a f~ckin’ gun
yeah, i been poppin’ my sh~t like a f~ckin’ bomb
me and chapo, yeah, we going dumb
hop on this b~tch, i turn to a barbarian
hop on this b~tch, i’ma turn to (?)
i get to the racks, b~tch i feel like serena
they get on her ass for a peter
i wanna hear the glock sing like aretha
i wanna hear the glock sing michael jackson (hee hee)
ain’t got a d~ck on that b~tch so i’m packing
ain’t got a d~ck on that b~tch so i bust it
i don’t f~ck with 12 so i hope i’m not cuffing
i’m blowing gas like a motherf~ckin’ chopper
haters on d~ck they don’t know that i love it
b~tch i be worryin’ if they ain’t saying nothing
i’m dropping hard on hard, no discussion
i’m dropping hard on these b~tches like pills
i think this sh~t funny, i’m not jimmy kimmel
i’m in a big body, pull up presidential
i’m flexing on purpose, it’s not accidental
i’m flexing on purpose like i’m in the gym
they say that i’m her but i think that i’m him
y’all wanna f~ck cause your racks gettin’ slim
i’m out here still f~cking, this ho starting to sound like a sim
“um nah she me wawa”
i’m high as f~ck, b~tch i’m off of that zaza
talking ’bout guala’, b~tch, i got a lotta
i’m on they neck, b~tch, i’m poppin no collar
dumbass b~tch, you can’t show me a dollar
your (?) like a motherf~ckin’ pasta
b~tch, you can come fight me if you got a problem
kickback on the glock make it sing like hakuna matata
b~tches that copy my swag, i be teaching the ho, you can call me a a1 scholar
b~tches be throwing them slurs on the net, but they never on sh~t, they never on nada
talk about money but never show money, lil’ ho, you ain’t getting no prada
boy, you a kid to me, you can just go get your momma
slap me the f~ck out a hoe, i ain’t really with drama
i’m a big dog, you a f~ckin’ chihuahua
smack on a b~tch, i ain’t talking piñata
stepping on hoes, yeah, they under my chanclas
ptsd, i’ll give a hoe trauma
my heart cold, that b~tch look like a tundra
i don’t do fifty, i keep it a hunna
b~tches can’t see me and she stevie wonder
i really knock me a hoe outta park
b~tches get punt like a motherf~ckin’ frama
got so much cake on me, ain’t talkin’ fondant
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