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 potato head – pranav.wav

Loading...

potato head lyrics
move out the f*ckin way, or i kick your sh*t in
roll up in a big body, that is what you is
curb stomp that motha f*cka, leave him on the block dead
if you color blind, just know that my dot red
run up in his crib caught him
left him in the fridge rottin
money over hoes hoe
i don’t want your f*ckin head
keep your apology b*tch
imma take your f*ckin head
skin him to the bone, leave him cold
if he with the feds
you gon f*ckin die
feds find the body hung
b*b*blame it on a suicide
call me bob the builder with my motha f*ckin big tool
i don’t make friends wh0re
i’m the dude that k!lls dudes
actual cannibal, making your face tangible
bullets to my clip are always staying f*ckin addable
imma customize your face like you mr. potato head
fill that boy with bullets and make sure that f*ckin wh0re is dead
you don’t got the walk in the flock that you flauntin
find where he stay stole his couch and we popped him
you done ran outta chances you been outta luck boo
i care bout myself
b*tch i do not care about you
who the f*ck is you to me
nothing f*ckin new to me
drop a rat cop a bag buy some f*ckin jewelry
i don’t wear jewels i don’t smoke em neither
talkin all that tough, gon leave you with a seizure
like twitch b*tch
i am clippin your jaw
one with the gods
k!ll opps with the mob
get off my .wav b*tch
get off my c*ck
say my name right it’s
pastor pranav
r*r*run up in his crib caught him
left him in the fridge rottin
money over hoes hoe
i don’t want your f*ckin head
keep your apology b*tch
imma take your f*ckin head
skin him to the bone, leave him cold
if he with the feds
actual cannibal making your face tangible
bullets to my clip are always staying f*ckin addable
imma customize your face like you mr. potato head
fill that boy with bullets and make sure that f*ckin wh0re is dead
you don’t got the walk in the flock that you flauntin
find where he stay stole his couch and we popped him
you done ran outta chances, you been outta luck boo
i care bout myself
b*tch i do not care about you
who the f*ck is you to me
nothing f*ckin new to me
drop a rat cop a bag, buy some f*ckin jewelry
i don’t wear jewels i don’t smoke em neither
talkin all that tough, gon leave you with a seizure
like twitch b*tch
i am clippin your jaw
one with the gods
k!ll opps with the mob
get off my .wav b*tch
get off my c*ck
say my name right it’s
pastor pranav

lirik lagu lainnya :

YANG LAGI NGE-TRENDS...

Loading...