lirik lagu nyora spouse - prime time (og demo)
[intro]
~(clears throat)~
uh n~ggas be out here
50, yea, 60, yea, 70, 80, 90 uhm, 100, 100 f~ckin’ racks n~gga, 100
you already know what time it is, n~gga its f~ckin’ prime time
nyora spouse, nyora spouse, nyora spouse
ayy, ayy
[producer tag]
~you are now listening to your girl’s favorite producer, lowkey damian (damian, damian, damian)~
[verse 1: xxxtentacion]
f~ck on a b~tch, make her water water (yeah)
super duper super sl~tty sister (hey)
f~ck on the b~tch ain’t no huggin’, no kissin’ (d~mn)
ain’t no cussin’, bout to beat up your (ah)
beat it up, beat it up, hannibal (yeah)
make the p~ssy the new cancer (ayy)
f~ck me, suck me, beat it down for daddy
i’ma l!ck the fatty, i’ma dive in (slide)
my wrist fat like my k (uh)
when i’m in the p~ssy, i’m rápido
i got the diamonds from africa (huh)
i could pay ya momma car note (d~mn)
i’m on my rebound right now (yeah)
slob on my kn~b like a waterfall (ew)
i’ll pull up, slaughter your daughter (yeah)
keep her mind right like i’m a tylenol (yeah, yeah)
[interlude: nyora spouse]
yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2: nyora spouse]
who ever said that i never flex? who ever said that i love my ex?
who ever said fps not next? n~ggas telling lies, never making no sense
you gettin’ paid in pennies, you only eat at wendy’s
you hate a man you envy, but you can never @ me
shoot at the target i bet i won’t miss
they thought i forgot they all made a diss
and i ain’t listen, i know its not sh~t i’m still doin’ big sh~t and i’m only just a kid
but i don’t even care, everywhere i go they stare
cuz im hotter then a flare feelin’ like a f~ckin’ bear
i kick my shoes, off, kick, back
unzip, the sack (uh~huh), and flip, that (uh~huh)
get, some dabs (uh~huh), and hit that (okay)
throw, some jabs, who want that
[verse 3: ski mask the slump god]
catch us smoking like a newport, choke her
f~ck her out of breath like it’s a rally race
i’ma cross her, leave her messy pasta
i’ma uh in the p~ssy, i rick ross her
come on baby, know you drive me crazy
watch me onomatopoeia on the b~tch
stupid, stupid, bussin’ shots like cupid
i’m a little ruthless, [?] like oopsie
rocket like kiss, b~tch, you know how i’m rockin’
ain’t chief keef but that bang up in my pocket
sloppy toppy, then i break her pockets
dance up in that p~ssy, watch me gangnam style it
[outro]
infamous
ayy
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