lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu ​need that! – mathiastyner

Loading...

[verse 1: mathiastyner]
two*two bad hoes in my bed and they thinkin’ we somethin’
she wanna stay and i told her she buggin’
she act like she know me, b*tch i’m not yo’ husband
pull up on yo’ homie lil’ b*tch and i’m bussin’
her boyfriend keep callin’, he mad then a b*tch
blindin’ that boy if i show him my wrist
yeah, you not my homie, get out of my pic
yeah, i hate when they talk, they be all on my sh*t
yeah, [?] i be, she want my d
i’m in the cut like i’m just in *voorhees* (yeah)
she gonna come through and she gonna eat (yeah)
i’m peepin’ his music, that sh*t is real weak
yeah, i’m smokin’ yo’ homie, but i don’t smoke weed
yeah, when i’m on the track, b*tch i feel like i’m free
yeah, they all surprised but they gonna know me
yeah, i will not stop, i need gold on my t**th
yeah, i need diamonds that shine to my face
yeah, i need me a chain that gon’ say my name
yeah, i need me a bag for all of my gang (yeah)
you b*tches stay mad, no, we not the same (ayy, yeah)
i f*ck with the sh*t, i’m finna roll up
and you went about it, please shut the fu’
you keep on talkin’ p*ssy, what’s up?
i been on my sh*t and i’m young as a f*ck
yeah, hey, yeah, hey, i need that look on my car that’s foreign, you see that
yeah, when i pull up, yeah my eyes couldn’t [?]
oh, that’s your girl? i’m like, “d*mn, she bad”
yeah, hey, yeah, hey, i need it
look at my wrist ’cause that sh*t make you seasick
yeah, i’m out of this planet, lil’ b*tch is from venus
yeah, copy my style, but b*tch, you will not be this
[verse 2: yvngxchris]
uh, yeah, you cannot beat it
they call me a wizard like gilbert arenas
i just searched your music bro, f*ckin’ delete it
he a thottie goin’ stupid, suckin’ my p*n*s
choppa hit a n*gga, take him to venus
i test for a fee, b*tch, i’m not doin’ free sh*t
shorty in the crib, she stay on that freak sh*t
shorty said she love my drip, no seasick
shorty said she love my drip, i’ma slide to the crib, i’ma f*ck on that lil’ bitty b*tch today
b*tch i’ma ride with the glocky, the glocky, the glocky, i’m making it rain like precipitate
i want the money, yes, i want the money, lil’ shorty get to it, so when is the wedding date?
i see the way that you livin’, my n*gga, that sh*t so sad, that sh*t got me smh
i would keep goin’ n*gga, but i’m tired
shoutout to my n*gga bro, mathiastyner
man, f*ck hi*tech, i’m sippin’ apple cider
i said that i love her, i don’t even like the b*tch
call my dresser so i stay on my salad sh*t
i get to the money, i’m keepin’ my eyes on it
b*tch

[outro: mathiastyner and yvngxchris]
two*two bad hoes in my bed and they thinkin’ we somethin’
she wanna stay and i told her she buggin’
she act like she know me, b*tch i’m not yo’ husband
pull up on yo’ homie lil’ b*tch and i’m bussin’
uh, yeah, you cannot beat it
they call me a wizard like gilbert arenas
i just searched your music bro, f*ckin’ delete it
he a thottie goin’ stupid, suckin’ my p*n*s
choppa hit a n*gga, take him to venus
i test for a fee, b*tch, i’m not doin’ free*

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...

Loading...