c3 the god after party (feat. rose) şarkı sözleri

My milkshake bring all the niggas to the yard Take all they money and max out they card Freaky bad bitches we ain't never bored Let em take us out, let's have us a ball It's your man, he just called Must be that new drip from the store Big dick energy, we ain't playin' small Big business, severe em biggie small Batty Boi just pull up to the party Now he come out, kill Bill, everybody Suck my dick, I'm leavin' with a homie Now you about to see me catch a body After the party, we chillin' in the lobby Shmurda dance like, like a nigga, nigga, Bobby Who want smoke with me, okay, copy Don't pull up to the block or the party Yo, where the party at, Lo Yo, where the party at, Lo Yeah, where the party at, Lo Tick tock, tick tock Wine it, wine it, don't stop Tick tock, tick tock Wine it, wine it, don't stop I'm a Pisces, so I hope you can swim New York nigga dressed down to my tims Think we need another round before we hit the crib Haters in the background sound like ad-libs There go another look, there goes a rib Got this one nigga, nigga, touchin' my rib Sip on the nut like Sandy, you dig Work on my body, this shit way a brick Hope you can sling it, all my niggas with it See, I'm dope, yeah, baby, wanna hit it Take you eye up out its socket, bitch, you playin' with a boss he said daddy, do you like it rough, said I don't like it soft, take him on vacation Leave him hangin' with the fuckin' sharks Leave a nigga in the dark and pull off in a foreign car I'm the type a, bitch, to a break a neck then Leave a nigga hangin' with his ass stand up straight Do you hear what I'm sayin' Ride around in the grave, digger, got friends who dig Some graves with ya, nigga, can not lay with ya But I'll dig your grave, with ya My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard Garden full of snakes watch the rats at the door Make him be B-E-G and then he touch his toes I'm like Rudolph in his bitch, Gemini, red nose I'm a Gemini, so watch how I switch, But either Way I switch, I'm always cookin' in the kitchen Wanda in this, bitch, I cannot live without my vision Make it out the hood, poverty is my fuckin' vision Only dollars that I wanna make is a fuckin' million Catch the feeling that I'm feelin', make him love me when he finish He said, your pussy stinks, oh no Pack it up, funky bitch, go home He went down on you, he said, woof, low blow Never mean, always clean, and this he know That's why he like the kitty, kitty, bitch, hello (MEOOOW) My milkshake bring all the niggas to the yard Take all they money and max out they card Freaky bad bitches we ain't never bored Let em take us out, let's have us a ball It's your man, he just called Must be that new drip from the store Big dick energy, we ain't playin' small Big business, severe em biggie small Batty Boi just pull up to the party Now he come out, kill Bill, everybody Suck my dick, I'm leavin' with a homie Now you about to see me catch a body After the party, we chillin' in the lobby Shmurda dance like, like a nigga, nigga, Bobby Who want smoke with me, okay, copy Don't pull up to the block or the party
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