Top-Songs von Youngworldibi
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wilbert T Robinson
Songwriter
Songtexte
Shoutout to nicki i just did it on em
Who gives a fuck about a hater aint tripping off em
And sexy ladies just hitting and leaving hickies on em
Biddie make love to her titties and just did it on em
Time wont waist
Pop fly call it kicking game
Boy bang thats to the t like the middle name
Long time been playing this like a word smith
Yeah I rock these dumb bars slay a herd quick
No lying you boys kibble bits to a lion
Why try it bumping gums only leaving migraines
Slump you and riding hard for that gravy
Love to rub parts with ya lady so baby
On my G mode
At your door check the peep hole
And bringing sequels
Beating em its like theres cheat codes
Mind gone know yall heard of a madman
Put the mask on and you my personal lab rat
Want the cash fat
Quick flips and stash that
Money obese no badge say fuck the police
Ill leave this game caked up dineros
Wit so much zeros
You think im sitting on kilos
Im unexpected like a gun click jammed it
And get ya canned quick
Thats stripped clean of a hand print
What im going wait for
They bust gums no steel
My own label still shopping for a deal yall chill
Aint no one stopping me mold this game call it pottery
Stick it up with a strong arm thats a robbery
And a punk strip em butt ass naked
In the blistering cold dumb ass shaking your toes aching
No patience
Blow a hole where his face is
Call it basics
Of gun slinging going ape shit
Ask ya lady im thugged out so eighties
And spitting crazy like a buzzed out coke baby
Im the handler
Thick chick im going handle her
She deep throat need two mouths cause the hammer long
Insides like a warm pool
Ass bent over damn now thats a fool moon yeah
A super freak her kitty goodies looking good to eat
Tongue her down from her neck down to her little pretty
Going ham on her pink thing
And they on me
Riding hard like theyre henchmen you dig
Hating on me and picture goons with metal on you
Heads drop thats a blown top with the linen on you
And the best out leave undefeated
Im what the game it needed
On your best day still could never beat me
Tripping on this you get your Nicki on say word
Screaming on tracks its like a Diddy song
Really homes getting it what time is you on
Got ya really gone suckers they only steering you wrong
Yeah Shoutout to nicki i just did it on em
Who gives a fuck about a hater aint tripping off em
And sexy ladies just hitting and leaving hickies on em
Biddie make love to her titties and just did it on em
Writer(s): Wilbert Robinson
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