lirik lagu serial killers – fruit punch
[intro: brevi]
momma didn’t raise no dummy
gimme all you want, can’t take nothin’ from me
big bad wolf tryna catch a lil’ bunny
learned a long time ago the bears need honey
[chorus: brevi]
i’m zoned out, i’m fired up, i don’t think i’m high enough
i took two, got five left, i’m out of touch, i digress
i truly don’t give a f-ck, ’cause i’m ice cold, no love
i’m turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch
can’t stand no crooked man, i can’t stand no b-tch
keep your issues, keep your distance, i got money to collect
if you come from where i come from
you know how we represent
get the bag, get the bullets, get the vest, f-ckin’ yes
[verse 1: xzibit & james savage]
comin’ outside on you n-ggas
i’ma west ride on you n-ggas
i’ma get the og’s and the bee gees
better find a place to hide, ’cause we k!llas
in my habitat with gorillas
we could take it to the back, i should k!ll ’em
nah, let me handle that, let me get ’em
n-gga, we can lock up like the system
you could call the police like a victim
you a first 48 type of n-gga, hit ’em
them tear ducts all teared up
didn’t hesitate to tell on them n-ggas
take a break, it’s only gon’ get ’em
if a mother f-cker fake, he gon’ get godzilla
it’s that pull-up, that bang-bang, we serial k!llers so we k!ll ’em
[chorus: brevi]
i’m zoned out, i’m fired up, i don’t think i’m high enough
i took two, got five left, i’m out of touch, i digress
i truly don’t give a f-ck, ’cause i’m ice cold, no love
i’m turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch
can’t stand no crooked man, i can’t stand no b-tch
keep your issues, keep your distance, i got money to collect
if you come from where i come from
you know how we represent
get the bag, get the bullets, get the vest, f-ckin’ yes
[verse 2: demrick & b-real]
today, i got time for you n-ggas
i’ma bottom line all you n-ggas
i’m about mine, every single dime
goes to the money and the women
i know you -ssumed you was winnin’
i’m immune to your venom
pulled a nine from out the denim
ride a hit of good vodka and send god to get ’em
never lookin’ back, i move ahead (yeah)
got another pack to move instead (yeah)
livin’ like a king, we get the bread (yeah)
get away from me, we take your head (yeah)
we don’t leave a clue, no residue (yeah)
better have a few roll in with you (yeah)
in the four door with the four-four
goin’ slow-mo, c-cked and aimed at you
[chorus: brevi]
i’m zoned out, i’m fired up, i don’t think i’m high enough
i took two, got five left, i’m out of touch, i digress
i truly don’t give a f-ck, ’cause i’m ice cold, no love
i’m turned off, know too much, no honeymoon, no fruit punch
can’t stand no crooked man, i can’t stand no b-tch
keep your issues, keep your distance, i got money to collect
if you come from where i come from
you know how we represent
get the bag, get the bullets, get the vest, f-ckin’ yes
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