lirik lagu robb bank$ – koffing
[intro]
jumped off the porch, for real
f~ck you and your hood, for real
n~gga, you wasn’t on nothin’ for real, p~ssy
p~ssy, y’all just high on pills
b~tch, talkin’ ’bout bread, i’m the loaf
follow the leader, you follow the crumbs
n~gga, do this sh~t for sport
empire mixtapes, not for the weak~hearted
holy sh~, yeah, where’d you find this?
ayy (evil empire) c~c~cuff yo chick
[verse]
yeah, yeah, yeah (b~tch)
thought ’bout this one while i was gettin’ my d~ck sucked at a bum~ass apartment
i really had a b~tch eat another b~tch while i f~cked a b~tch when i was in new orleans
n~gga, you was havin’ a midlife crisis, i did your wife like marcus jordan
it’s the marcus garvey of recording, turn up the game while i’m f~ckin’ talkin’, n~gga
what they on? i told your bm, “drop that low”
if we get you out of there within a day, i’ll let it come with me on tour
n~gga your bm will feel honored if i named~dropped her in a song
like how you name~drop n~ggas’ names when you round hoes just like a hoe?
groupie n~gga, jumped off the porch for real
f~ck you and your hood for real, n~gga
you wasn’t on nothin’ for real, p~ssy
y’all just high on pills, b~tch
talkin’ ’bout bread, i’m the loaf
follow the leader, you follow the crumbs
n~gga, do this sh~t for sport
i hit ’em from half court
[hook]
i ordered filet mignon and bought her nuggets and told her “be gone”
she was just on the grammy and sauce, and you took the b~tch to carbone
yes, sset turned me up, n~gga, you already know what i’m on
gotta know i never wore v~lone, and i know you got a wraith with a loan
you is not the owner of that car that is a loaner
i got stones in california, and i still hang on the corner
ay hit, gone, same day, crank, kick, lui kang, oil spilled, b~tch
your brother got me coughin’ in this b~tch
[verse]
i got justin all in the backwood, b~tch
can’t beef you, not in my bracket, n~gga
when they walk by, i start laughin’, p~ssy
now what’s today’s mathematics, ho?
f~ckin’ inglorious b~st~rds
bird gang, sw~ng for my chain
built for white, gold, cuban links
n~gga, i got on three cuban links
n~gga, i done had your b~tch before
pause, stop, then fast~forward
rewind, we finna pass her n~gga
i’m the promethazine pastor (codeine)
y’all n~ggas be pourin’ up backwards
all that green you on bruce banner
what the f~ck you think you always mad for?
get some money, control your anger, n~gga
[hook]
i ordered filet mignon and bought her nuggets and told her “be gone”
she was just on the grammy and sauce, and you took the b~tch to carbone
yes, sset turned me up, n~gga, you already know what i’m on
gotta know i never wore v~lone, and i know you got a wraith with a loan
you is not the owner of that car that is a loaner
i got stones in california and i still hang on the corner
i got hit, gone, same day, crank, kick, lui kang, oil spilled, b~tch
your brother got me coughin’ in this b~tch
[outro]
pardon the interruption for this little smoke break
it’s evil empire
(yeah, n~gga)
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- lirik lagu sneha shankar – kanha sang holi
- lirik lagu the death march – hybrid -ignus fatuus- (from the world ends with you)
- lirik lagu kind mod kind – dangerous
- lirik lagu cristina branco – este e o outro
- lirik lagu josiah torres – oldie freestyle
- lirik lagu august – cлюни
- lirik lagu ak-69 – jap ridaz
- lirik lagu оу74 (ou74) – элементарно (elementary)
- lirik lagu lovesage – migraine
- lirik lagu секонд (cekond) – не спят (they are not sleeping)