Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Aubrey I Need You on This Song, artist - Bfb Da Packman.
Date of issue: 31.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Aubrey I Need You on This Song |
Yeah, huh |
I forgot the donuts |
I got my engineer A Redd in this bitch drinkin' alkaline water, though |
Bro, come on, let’s get it |
Once had a goal (Put a thousand 'bows in a mobile home) |
Drape my bitch in Givenchy (Never talk on a mobile phone) |
Heavy check on me right now (Trap fat, Michael Corleone) |
I want all the cheese, I’m addicted (Feta, American, provolone) |
Aubrey Graham with the dance moves, hotline still blingin' (Groovy) |
Baby mama caught me cheatin' (Jesus), fell in love with a seamstress (Y'ello) |
Big drip, I need bunch of shoes, swag flu on Kleenix (Woo) |
Alkaline over apple juice, fat nigga with a beeper |
I’m a savage (Yeah) |
Cheesecake, not a salad (Facts) |
Debbie cakes in the trap cabinet |
I said that one on the last one |
I hit it raw, fuck the plastic (Uh) |
I got dreams of goin' platinum (Platinum) |
Double date with Drake and Halle, I show up with Angela Bassett (Stella) |
I am priority, I kidnapped him 'cause he shorted me (Uh-huh) |
Soon as I walk in, ten bitches jumpin' down my throat, sorority (Yeah) |
I got more juice than gumbo (Yeah) |
She said you don’t like me, why we hump for? |
(Yeah) |
I told her baby mama out of town and my side bitch on the run, though |
She a swiper (She a swiper) |
Empanadas come from Mambos (Woo) |
Nigga said he gon' rob me (Hah) |
Okay, sir, I’ll let my gun know (Boom) |
Still wanna fuck a midget (Uh) |
Let her ride me 'til she dizzy (Ah) |
Bust a nut, then I block her |
She was too short to wash the dishes (Woo) |
Great whites in the water (Hah) |
Lil' niggas barracudas ('Cudas) |
Sour cream with the woodles (Woodles) |
Open locker with the shooters (Boom) |
Bend it over, let me spank it (Ah) |
Use checks for my banking |
I did wanna hit, but I’m good-good |
When she twerk, it start stankin' (Funky) |
Once had a goal (Put a thousand 'bows in a mobile home) |
Drape my bitch in Givenchy (Never talk on a mobile phone) |
Heavy check on me right now (Trap fat, Michael Corleone) |
I want all the cheese, I’m addicted (Feta, American, provolone) |
Aubrey Graham with the dance moves, hotline still blingin' (Groovy) |
Baby mama caught me cheatin' (Jesus), fell in love with a seamstress (Y'ello) |
Big drip, I need bunch of shoes, swag flu on Kleenix (Woo) |
Alkaline over apple juice, fat nigga with a beeper |
I don’t rap, I be preachin' (Yeah) |
Side bitch out in Beecher (Woo) |
Lira Galore in the store |
Galeria swipin' Visas (Uh) |
Matter fact, let me find her (Swiper) |
Twenty racks on a Honda (Swiper) |
She said, «Nigga, where your condom?» |
(Huh?) |
It’s too hot for a condom |
Brother locked in the jail cell, two-hundred fifty on the scam-scam |
Houston, Texas on this rap shit, but a Flintstone like I’m Bamm-Bamm (Keep |
goin') |
Nigga’s name hold no weight, but a brick dealer on the 'Gram 'Gram |
Hello, how your day goin'? |
I promise this not a scam, ma’am |
Once had a goal (Put a thousand 'bows in a mobile home) |
Drape my bitch in Givenchy (Never talk on a mobile phone) |
Heavy check on me right now (Trap fat, Michael Corleone) |
I want all the cheese, I’m addicted (Feta, American, provolone) |
Aubrey Graham with the dance moves, hotline still blingin' (Groovy) |
Baby mama caught me cheatin' (Jesus), fell in love with a seamstress (Y'ello) |
Big drip, I need bunch of shoes, swag flu on Kleenix (Woo) |
Alkaline over apple juice, fat nigga with a beeper |
Shout out to my, uh, engineer A Redd, nigga |
This a motherfuckin' hit |
We goin' all the way, bitch |
ASCAP money |