Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song DrinkSmokeFuckSleep, artist - Ameriqa. Album song FleXXin' & Fine$$in', in the genre Русский рэп
Date of issue: 07.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: MLK+
Song language: English
DrinkSmokeFuckSleep |
Lately I’m rushin' off away with my life |
That pussy pushin' me to turn off the light |
Like Californiacation in this bitch up all night |
(just your every single day thing) |
You know how we bangin' no need for explainin' |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Do it Again |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Do it Again |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Drink Smoke Fuck Sleep |
Do it Again |
We drank that shit we smoke it |
(We fuck sleep fuck sleep) |
Do it again |
Yo Baby tell me bout just tell me bout yo favorite rapper |
N If ain’t him and he ain’t me why u on my matress |
No complications no luv before and no luvin' after |
New party brand new chapter brand new pussy same ol' captain |
Shorty what’s good what’s happenin' young brudda fresh about the trapland |
Smokin' on that good good from Pakistan that Mr. Charlie Chaplin |
Mothafucka hood like crackheads ima let my neighbors know that Dre Mackin' |
Young man don’t you bring no bullshit back here thats what my mamma said n sent |
me out for bread |
But i went and got that money money mo money money instead |
Brought a couple g’s back guess she wasn’t upset |
And That’s word of mouth real mothafucka till they shut me out |
No party next door it’s a party in my house bad bitches know the route |
That bitch amazin' that budda blazin' we raise them glasses in slow mo |
Gotta call from a buddy with a confirmation bout the party at his place tommorow |
Live fast Walker Paul mothafuckas that gon ride slow die slow |
We be hangin' out the window with a fuck yo life sign |
Turn up Turn up till the knob is broke |
Whole lotta narcotics up in here |
Penny lookin' bitches turn to dimes for da drunk cavaliers |
Ima make yo memories disapear |
We the mothafuckas bringin heavy ruckus from the front to the rear |
Blew the skunk in her ear |
Threw the pump in the air |
Buck buck like a mothafucka really don’t care |
Got the bottle in the bucket errbody want a hit that |
Good good no bullshit |
Reppin' that 61 code till my skull split |
Brother got a bright flow fuck ya dull spit |
Shots on a naked body shorty dyin to hit |
Trade a molly for a molly when her lips on my lips |
And that’s word of mouth |
Fake mothafuckas we don’t shout em out |
Love to live it pass the limit that’s without a doubt |
Let me tell you what i’ve been bout |