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BVDLVD
BVDLVD
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Hamilton
Joshua Hamilton
Lyrics
Joshua Pearman
Joshua Pearman
Lyrics
christian miner
christian miner
Composer
Layne Ronaldo Morin
Layne Ronaldo Morin
Composer

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Aw, Darkie, look It's all pretty, it's all beautiful (Aw) It's so shiny! Don't you think? It's nice, I love it (Wow!) It's great, it's great Aw man, bro, I think I gotta throw up Yeah, yeah How you do? What you move? Yeah, yeah How you do? Shooters shoot Yeah, yeah How we doin'? Watch us move Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah Fuck the radar, I'm up on your block, yeah Where's you? Uh, yeah, yeah I just stole your wallet and your watch, yeah, ah Now get to move, yeah Now get to move, yeah, yeah Now get to movin', assuming I'm a human All these niggas must be stupid So you shootin'? BVDLVD stabbin', that lad mad He grabbed the javelin (We zoomin') How you doing? How you doin'? Now babe, now babe, how you doin'? Yeah, babe got that, give that a slap I like it when it jiggle, I clap it back (Jiggle, jiggle) Give that a smack Wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble, wobble Wobble, wobble, jiggle, jiggle Jiggle Fuck the radar, I'm up on your block, yeah Where's you? Uh, yeah, yeah I just stole your wallet and your watch, yeah, ah Now get to move, yeah Now get to move, yeah, yeah Bi-Bi-Bi-Bitch, I'm smokin' grape, have to face me On my plate is crème brûlée, steak, I'm great You don't want your brother to fight me, uh I'ma have to bite on my teeth to grind him a leaf Go buy him an eighth I don't sleep while I am awake Don't repeat yourself, why you hate? I'm elite like Halo, the wraith, uh Yeah, take that I'ma take a tab and lay back You can talk your shit, I made racks I don't even know how to pay tax So I'ma do it later, alligator Like, "Oh shit, oh shit, an alligator!" You're on acid, BVDLVD, come on, mate Oh, oh yeah Hahaha Fuck the radar, I'm up on your block, yeah Where's you? Uh, yeah, yeah I just stole your wallet and your watch, yeah, ah Now get to move, yeah Now get to move, yeah, yeah Yeah, huh, huh, huh Pussy ass nigga, I'm spazzin' on the beat (Uh) Bitch, I'm blowin' up, leave a chasm on the beat (Uh) Suck on my dick, like (Huh, huh) Yeah, I know how to paint my face Yeah, yeah Up in the late night, yeah Never could've hate my guts Guts, guts, guts, guts, guts I'm on the floor After I fuck her, she asking for more That lil' bitty whore On acid with BVDLVD on tour You trippin', we kick in your door, huh Talk my shit, I'ma come with the venom I'm in a truck that's big with the overall denim I'm a son of a gun Don't wanna go run him a fade, I fuck with no blade If you see me, you should call me "Your Highness" I'm finna act right instead of bitin' on minors Oh shit, you got Coronavirus lookin' like a crisis No ISIS, I'm finna pay a price with that But I'm priceless, that's wireless I got bronchitis Soon enough, everyone's gonna be infected Live or die, it depends if I bless it But I'm demented, couldn't be prevented But I wouldn't even dare wanna eat some dead shit And that's fuckin' retarded That shit got disregarded Like your dad did with you when you were born Fuck the radar, I'm up on your block, yeah Where's you? Uh, yeah, yeah I just stole your wallet and your watch, yeah, ah Now get to move, yeah Now get to move, yeah, yeah Fuck the radar, I'm up on your block, yeah Where's you? Uh, yeah, yeah I just stole your wallet and your watch, yeah, uh Now get to move, yeah Now get to move, yeah Huh, huh (Hahaha)
Writer(s): Joshua Hamilton, Christian Miner, Josh Pearman, Layne Morin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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