Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Very Legendary, artist - A$Ton MatthewsDate of issue: 03.08.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Very Legendary |
| American Psycho, two black hoes |
| Them bitches is dikes though |
| Say they like white though |
| Roll me a blunt and I beat it like Michael |
| The baddest nigga, yup |
| Samoan bitch, Hawaiian skunk |
| She suck my dick, I light my blunt |
| Swear this ain’t the life for chumps |
| I worked for this, did dirt for this |
| Niggas caught time, and they served the shit |
| Couple a funeral services |
| Dare a nigga say I don’t deserve this, bitch |
| Hit a acid on a tongue, nigga rachet |
| Put the pussy in a casket |
| Weed habit like a addict |
| Seeing money off this rap shit |
| Got me spitting like a 'matic |
| Click clack, bang, bang |
| H’z motherfucker, niggas know what I claim |
| Since a teenager twist my fingers up the same |
| Wake up, smoke a pound, then I’m pissing champagne |
| Broke niggas, get your bread up |
| And all you pussy ass niggas, don’t get yo' fucking head bust |
| Enough drugs to be dead son |
| Screaming «free my fucking niggas» 'til the feds come |
| Met a bad bitch off Instagram |
| She said she heard my song, became a insta fan |
| And she be popping Xans, and we be smoking grams |
| And she be snorting grams, then I remove her pants |
| And then I stick it in and act a hooligan |
| Then I bust a nut, where my loosies man |
| Then I tell that bitch that I need a Maserati |
| Gas her up like she gon' be riding shotty |
| In my tiny jeans I like to party party |
| Standing on the couch, it’s getting rowdy rowdy |
| Three bitches for me, you know I’m 'bout it 'bout it |
| Another VIP, it’s getting cloudy cloudy |
| Last year I grew up, and you wouldn’t believe it |
| Now my bitches are real, and she screaming Jesus |
| So she sipping eating reeses pieces |
| Shorty rub my back while she feed me peaches |
| Black nigga, fresh up out ocean |
| Ashy skin, man I need some lotion |
| I be getting high, yeah I’m smoking potent |
| And my bitch be popping, yeah that bitch be rolling |
| in my system, tell that bitch I bleed cognac |
| And I smoke weed like I throw that |
| And I got the 'Lo shorts matching with the 'Lo hat |
| I be hitting licks in my Polo, call me Lojack |
| Don’t think I won’t hit you cause I’m popular |
| Twin Glocks in this ride, put ya spots on the block for ya |
| Sixteen clean the bodies up |
| Shock tops rock clip show that Cutthroat mafia |
| Gaining ends while I’m losing sleep |
| Making money moves, Fatts brought it through a jeep |
| Doing life ya favorite mood to see |
| This the life I chose, road to imported gold, Cuban Links |
| Versace shades in a room full of two or three |
| And they all in the mood for me, who is he |
| A$ton, Montana answer to your question is a |
| Camouflage shoot it up, shoot a duck |
| You lose your life before I lose a buck, fuck |