lirik lagu tg kommas – double cup
[chorus]
double cup my styrofoam, spit fye through that microphone
sh~ttin on all my haters, they say i need to put a diaper on
big glock is my firearm, send shots where the opps roam
turnt up on a b~tch, them n~ggas mad because they not on
[bridge]
yeah we keep that pipe on, i just tell em right on
catch you one and stretch you one, dont stop until his life gone
i just threw back two of em, just to turn my lighter on
jiggin out my body ima turn up til the night gone
[verse 1]
catch you one n stretch you one, pop me one n flex me one
dirty b~tch can’t get no play my b~tches up [?]
40. glock my favorite gun, this b~tch herе a special one
switch on the back this b~tch, you play lil b~tch n im gon blеss me one
im lil trench i can get it done, [?] straight n zip me one
f~cked up like my mama, say lil mama, im ms. crystal son
drank that syrup like [?], broke her neck, won’t clap her buns
i just need a bad b~tch to suck my d~ck until i cum
say the word b~tch and watch, we come
bow, b~tch, take your l!ck, unt unt, dont f~ckin run
stop all that faking you ain’t never shot no f~ckin gun
lemme take my belt off b~tch n whoop you like my f~cking son
[chorus]
double cup my styrofoam, spit fye through that microphone
sh~ttin on all my haters, they say i need to put a diaper on
big glock is my firearm, send shots where the opps roam
turnt up on a b~tch, them n~ggas mad because they not on
[bridge]
yeah we keep that pipe on, i just tell em right on
catch you one and stretch you one, dont stop until his life gone
i just threw back two of em, [?] turn my lighter on
jiggin out my body ima turn up til the night gone
[verse 2]
b~tch im jiggin out my body, rolling harder than yo potna
f~ck yo potna, im wit my potna, we got choppas, they can’t stop us
smoke a opp pack this that ganja, fill a backwood up with oppas
come through drippin in designer, you can’t see me with binoculars
we steady hollin’ f~ck the coppas, they won’t jam us up
they had to get behind me, ain’t no stoppin
im gon do the dash n gas it up
b~tch dont ask whats in my pocket, you can’t get nothin but a batch of nut
you know a n~gga got it, but i pretend like i ain’t have nothin
cause i can’t give a b~tch nothin, but i can give a n~gga bullets
got plenty shooters, plenty iron, tryna pop ya top, knock off ya hoodie
got beaucoup ho’s, they super fine, with pretty skin, and pretty p~ssy
got alot of opps but them n~ggas dyin, treat em like my b~tch, them n~ggas p~ssy
[chorus]
double cup my styrofoam, spit fye through that microphone
sh~ttin on all my haters, they say i need to put a diaper on
big glock is my firearm, send shots where the opps roam
turnt up on a b~tch, them n~ggas mad because they not on
[bridge]
yeah we keep that pipe on, i just tell em right on
catch you one and stretch you one, dont stop until his life gone
i just threw back two of em, just to turn my lighter on
jiggin out my body ima turn up til the night gone
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- lirik lagu selmon – nur noch einmal
- lirik lagu charly benavente – karma
- lirik lagu ollie loko – life
- lirik lagu lil pikachu – забыть (forget)
- lirik lagu pompey – body/belly – soft version
- lirik lagu wishful thinking – mary goodbye
- lirik lagu supcolly – застрелил лоха (shot the sucker)
- lirik lagu ateyaba – le papier
- lirik lagu vypirr – on me
- lirik lagu simona norato – avremo una casa nella prateria