Black Hippy 2 Data di pubblicazione: Black Lip Bastard - Remix testo. Tracking list e i testi dell'album: Dot, leave 'em grieving on evening news Even when society break even, I'll break rules I told niggas, caught wrecked, and then I towed niggas Fold niggas like clothes and drawers nigga Homie chose to go toe-to-toe, I had to break his leg Like a cliche to rock a show, is that over your head? Black lip bastard, pass me your password So I can hack inside your brain, see I too have gone insane Before I fall I'm sure to curse you all in Jesus' name Lead shower, and a pebble hour bitch stand the rain Look inside my parking garage and see a collage Of every person I despise since the moment I turned 5 Calculate my steps and strategically took my time Even falling off, I land on the ass of Nicki Minaj Eat that pink pussy like it's Friday Bust one, Roman Reload, then smoke to Sade And somebody tell Rihanna too I need that vagina too Don't fucking take me for some kind of fool I'm kinda the reminder of knowin' Compton ain't kinda cool Good kid, mad city, mountaintops couldn't see my views Counter-tops, we hop over, hit the register then we move I hope this shit can register on a regular soon Before I climb this pedestal and make you catch my fucking stool bitch K. 
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Black Hippy 2 Data di pubblicazione: Black Lip Bastard - Remix testo. I'm a bastard with black lips Black shirt, black shades, long black dick I'm awkward dog, I'm trynna bargain shop at Saks Bstard Swung two axes basstard knocked the Earth off axis Figg side, black nine, black lips, smoke time Fuck this rap shit I'm actin Suckin' on titties since Jp3 was 8 Hoodie with my shades I ain't trynna be fake So don't be talking to me pussy Runnin' your gums like you be loc'ing.
Dot, leave 'em grieving on evening news Even when society break even, I'll break rules I told niggas, caught wrecked, and then I towed niggas Fold niggas like clothes and drawers nigga Homie chose to go toe-to-toe, I had to break his leg Like a cliche to rock a show, is that over your head?
Black lip bastard, pass me your password So I can hack inside your brain, see I too have gone insane Before I fall I'm sure to curse you all in Jesus' name Lead shower, and a pebble hour bitch stand the rain Look inside my parking garage and see a collage Of every person I despise since the moment I turned 5 Calculate my steps and strategically took my time Even falling off, I land on the ass of Nicki Minaj Eat that pink pussy like it's Friday Bust one, Roman Reload, then smoke to Sade And somebody tell Rihanna too I need that vagina too Don't fucking take me for some kind of fool I'm kinda the reminder of knowin' Compton ain't kinda cool Good kid, mad city, mountaintops couldn't see my views Counter-tops, we hop over, hit the register then we move I hope this shit can register on a regular soon Before I climb this pedestal and make you catch my fucking stool bitch K.
Tracking list e i testi dell'album: Niggas stretchin' the truth like they choose to do yoga instead Either that or that or they depressed, eatin' yogurt in bed Solar system, grab a space shuttle and stay subtle The bass bit the bait, I'm straight, you a gay couple I ain't thirsty for the deal, wait and make em' pay double Anxious when I'm banking on the table I need a muzzle You're basic like cable to a satellite dish You was runnin' LA, now you out of there like Fish What more can I say?
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