lirik lagu slayr - sicko spinjitzu
[intro]
yeah
whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash
whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash
whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash
whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash
whole lotta bags, whole lotta cash
[chorus]
sicko spinjitzu, i’m spinning the truck
boy done ran up, but he ran out of luck
be a riot, lockehearts, they not f~ckin’ with us
talkin’ too much, ain’t nothin’ to discuss
lambo’ truck, mm~mm, we don’t do no bus
go say sorry to mom, ’cause i still love to cuss
livin’ my life like i load into rust, my whole life gon’ adapt, my whole life gon’ adjust
puerto rican b~tch wan’ hop on my nuts
i’mma flip her right over, go deep in her guts
can’t trust a b~tch, ’cause i did only once
it had me so f~cked up, i was tweaking for months
speed every day, man that sh~t is a must
they must make a cars 4, ’cause i talk to my truck
so many bags, but i lift her right up
think i’m way too d~mn strong, yo b~tch call me robust
[verse]
yeah, huh
goin’ miles, goin’ far
tweakin’ off the bar
feelin’ like a star, feelin’ like a star
rockin’ no guitar
who want smoke? cigar
b~tches so bizarre
slayr’s on the large, whole superstar
woah, coppin’ two cribs ‘fore i get my car
n~ggas been smackin’, that’s just who we are
give me that ball, i’mma hog that, huh
n~gga better give me my ball back, huh
never speakin’ cap, lil’ b~tch it’s all facts, huh
n~ggas want feast, it get all taxed, huh
servin’ on the streets, sometimes off track, huh
supermodel b~tch, you know i love to stroke her, huh
never show my feelings like i’m playin’ poker, huh
i got h~lla f~ckin’ bars like in casanova, huh
shawty come into my yard, i’mma bend her over, huh
after shawty leave my yard i ain’t talkin’ to her, huh
slayr goin’ nuke, i’m goin’ supernova, huh
slayr goin’ nuke, i’m goin’ supernova, huh
slayr goin’ nuke, i’m goin’ supernova, huh
n~gga what you gon’ do? i bet you not doin’ much
yeah, baby tell me what you want, i’mma drop that bag
she gon’ tune it out, so i smacked her on her ass
might crash the whip, might break the whole glass
cop cars ’round, i’mma leave they ass
whippin’ that cat’, got a 2 tone jag’
five, five, five, on the way get passed
you ain’t got no tires, b~tch be glad, yeah
why would i lie to a b~tch? yeah
she can see me online and sh~t, yeah
i’m on her time, [?] and sh~t, yeah
aim at his leg, now he a joke
now he a joke, that boy a hoe
these p~ssy n~ggas don’t want no smoke
puffin’ that gas, see a b~tch go
[chorus]
sicko spinjitzu, i’m spinning the truck
boy done ran up, but he ran out of luck
be a riot, lockehearts, they not f~ckin’ with us
talkin’ too much, ain’t nothin’ to discuss
lambo’ truck, mm~mm, we don’t do no bus
go say sorry to mom, ’cause i still love to cuss
livin’ my life like i load into rust, my whole life gon’ adapt, my whole life gon’ adjust
puerto rican b~tch wan’ hop on my nuts
i’mma flip her right over, go deep in her guts
can’t trust a b~tch, ’cause i did only once
it had me so f~cked up, i was tweaking for months
speed every day, man that sh~t is a must
they must make a cars 4, ’cause i talk to my truck
so many [?] but i lift her right up
think i’m way too d~mn strong, yo b~tch call me robust
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