taste bud/the pocket - your stepdad lyrics
part i: taste bud
[intro]
you are now listening to a [?]
yeah
[verse: your stepdad & kanye west]
bad b*tch, she ain’t taste that good
shout out god ’cause he made backwoods
catfish, leave a taste in her mouth
k!ll her taste buds with the buds (frreh)
stab me in the back, what the f*ck
you got h*lla jokes, funny as f*ck (you ain’t got the an—)
i can tell that she don’t wanna f*ck
she see the money and it’s makin’ her f*ck (sh*t)
i can tell that he don’t want a plug
he ain’t gettin’ p*ssy without the drugs (sh*t)
antagonizing all the hoes who thought it was fun to play with my trust (f*ck)
she was h*lla mad, she told me to leave, i don’t want hеr b*tt (grreh)
i’ve been going hard for years, i’m finally blowin’ it up (up)
i’vе been chillin’ on the drugs, my life is boring as f*ck
tell a b*tch i fell in love, now she don’t even wanna f*ck
she just wanna love, i don’t wanna love (you ain’t got the an—)
(grreh)
yeah, no cap, mhm, no cap (grreh, grreh)
yeah, hmm, hmm (grreh)
is this thing on? (this is a blackalt production)
part ii: the pocket
[intro]
yeah (frreh)
[verse]
helicopter the hoes, you losin’ yourself ’bout a b*tch (’bout a b*tch)
losin’ yourself for the money, we not even rich like that, you still gon’ switch (still gon’ switch)
why would i share my goals, in the back of your mind, you probably be callin’ me b*tch (frreh, frreh, frreh, frreh)
you got halfway love in a f*cked up world, that’s really some f*cked up sh*t (sh*t)
gotta learn how to f*ck over n*ggas that’s probably attempting to k!ll you (no cap)
gotta learn how to shut the f*ck up and still make the bad hoes feel you (feel)
gotta learn how to show ’em you human but never revealin’ the real you (grreh, grreh)
yeah
i’m so grateful, i stick to the facts
fine sh*t, fine sh*t, swimmin’ in blacks, yeah (sh*t)
we bossed up, like shout out to god, we ain’t livin’ with rats, yeah (rats, frreh)
takin’ a break from the drugs, i’m glad my vision is back, yeah
takin’ a break from the slugs, she finna get hit from the back (grreh, grreh, grreh)
i told her i don’t like the club, i might as well sit in the back, yeah
told her i needed a hug, she started bendin’ her back
huh, huh, huh (sh*t, frreh, grreh)
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