lirik lagu zxtr - lalagirls*
(zxtr)
1, 2, 3, hit it!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(jump in that bih!)
lalagirl, yeah
lalagirl, l a l a
one f~cking reason i left you is cause you too broke
another f~ckin’ reason cause you use 3~in~1 soap
huh, run up a check with me, yeah
keeping up 223s, huh
f~ck that arps, yeah
fist fight f~ckin’ me, huh
leave you bl~~dy clean, yeah
flee the f~cking scene, yeah
feel like hollis, how i got two f~cking jeans, woah
she a f~cking fiend
he be sippin’ lean
but they just teens
(what the f~ck?)
(austiverse)
got my photocards, huh, hop into the car
we got tickets for newjeans and we gotta drive so far, huh (so far)
f~cking b~tches there, huh, f~cking b~tches where?
we got b~tches in the motel and we do not give a care, huh
roll another blunt, yeah, roll another blunt, yeah
even when i’m drunk i can f~ckin’ stunt (let me show ‘ya)
i’ma eat her c~nt, huh, while i’m serving c~nt, huh (i’m like that b~tch)
she gon’ f~ckin’ grunt, when i eat her from the front, yeah
(zxtr & austiverse)
posted up with astin, got some b~tches and they rollin’ blunts
flexin’ that you f~ckin’ my ex like i give a f~ck
yeah, i’ve been eating up yo p~ssy for f~cking lunch
spread her legs open and i’m bouta f~ckin’ munch
(zxtr)
(i don’t really care about you, no, no, no, no)
(i don’t really care about you)
(1, 2, 3, hit it!)
got this b~tch, yeah, she sucking my feet, yeah
choppa make you dance like godd~mn selena
b~tch i f~cked you, hit ‘yo femur
posted up in godd~mn lima
i never cared ’bout you
but i never said it well
i don’t really care ’bout your brother or your sister
oh well (oh well, oh well)
now i’m sending f~cking bullets
9mm, f~cking pellets, i don’t care
i’m sending you to h~ll
i don’t care about you anyways
ima f~ck your, f~ck your friend in the f~cking staircase
lalagirls, yeah
lalagirls, yeah they rock the world
lalagirls, yeah they the queens, yeah
we rocking with the sample or nah?
i don’t care ’bout your prob’
i don’t care ’bout your dog
i don’t care, i don’t care bout your job
(austiverse)
russian mothaf~ckin’ roulette
hope you bite the bullet
hope you got a full set
or you’ll f~ckin’ regret
or you’ll f~ckin’, huh huh
f~ckin’ regret, huh huh huh
and i got a few picks, huh, made a few l!cks
got this b~tch in the back, and she’s gonna suck my d~ck
f.p.journe on my wrist, huh, go throw a fit
cause your b~tch only likes, when i hit her cl~t
arp’s on me, huh, gonna get green
yeah we act like a fein, leaving you on the scene
i don’t care about needs, huh, i just want trees
put your hands on your knees, or i’ll be a thief, huh
(wait who are you again?)
(i’d rather be dead than go back, he’s a creep, you’re b~tch, and you won’t deserve each other)
(give it a rest ramona, this a league game!)
(meaning?)
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