lirik lagu nyx – tokyo bussin’
talkin’ on the gang till we pull up on you
told my bro run dude
b-tches freaky deeky till we inna bed room
told her gimme head boo
and i’m witta pop star told em roll a fonto
i’m puttin’ money on you
had to switch lanes j-panese car too
tokyo with the crew
uh woah
b-tch you know i’m coming up
why you tryna have my son
now i gotta keep a gun
keep the pump in the trunk
man they always talkin’ junk
so ion fake and ion front
i’m just rapping what i been seeing
now they mad cause they really not believing
and they mad cause i caught the dream
cause the glock gotta beam
they ain’t f-ckin with me so they go and flippin on the team
why they always wanna f-ck wit me
.223 gon’ have you screamin out god f-cking please oh
i be with my bros and i be smoking gas
you can keep your b-tch i just wanna f-ck and p-ss
i done copped a rari now i’m going h-lla fast
never do that sh-t no more that was in the f-cking past
f-cking h-lla b-tches and her best friends last
p-ssy want some smoke but he off h-lla crack
i done got a ruger now i pull up wit a mac
last year i was broke now i’m getting h-lla stacks
in the f-cking city and i’m sipping h-lla yak
i done f-cked yo b-tch i done hit it from the back
think yo sh-t drip but your sh-t is h-lla wack
she done gave me slop when her mans in the shower
i be getting b-tches and the money by the hour
i was smoking loud and now i’m smoking louder
p-ss-es talking reckless so i pull up make them powder
pull up drop the addy while your b-tch call me daddy
b-tch hit my line say she tryna throw it backy
had to pull up drop top no cappy
i ain’t waste no time but got time for the baddys
pull up with your b-tch drop top feel the air
f-cking all the b-tches they be talkin bout affair
mama i just f-cked you but i really don’t care
yea i really don’t care
swervin in the lane while your b-tch with the gang
we just hit the stain hit the feet in the range
say she dont suck d-ck stop playin’ give me brain
ive been f-cking witcha side might f-ck wit the main
talkin’ on the gang till we pull up on you
told my bro run dude
b-tches freaky deeky till we inna bed room
told her gimme head boo
and i’m witta pop star told em roll a fonto
i’m puttin’ money on you
had to switch lanes j-panese car too
tokyo with the crew
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu spencer barnett – how to get over you
- lirik lagu lil tecca – on the regular/switch sides*
- lirik lagu julie london – hey there
- lirik lagu alekseev – навсегда (forever) [piano cover]
- lirik lagu hiroyuki sawano – nexus
- lirik lagu milk & bone & alex lustig – vision. colour.
- lirik lagu lil snake – trap bunkin
- lirik lagu murovei – омут (pool)
- lirik lagu manus bell – myself
- lirik lagu walkie – хитчхайкер 3 (hitchhaker 3)