Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Skirr , by - Ca$h Out. Song from the album Ya Feel Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.12.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bases Loaded
Song language: English
Skirr |
| Hook: |
| Hey kind of roller, skirr |
| Shoot to pull up, skirr |
| Your hoe gone, see girl |
| Head it to the molly |
| Pull up in that where the f*ck |
| And never been there it’s only us. |
| Hey kind of roller, skirr |
| Shoot to pull up, skirr |
| Your hoe gone, see girl |
| Head it to the molly |
| Hey pull up in that where the f*ck |
| And never been there it’s only us. |
| Hey you know money ain’t my motive, |
| Need the plug, do the… re-chose and talking |
| These niggas is p**sy, put some real niggas on their feet |
| So they will lay out see your bush, |
| Can’t talk about the bottomness, |
| Swear you niggas… might just… |
| Now know the fair nigga, my team stay out, |
| Got A Capone, put me on the front of road stone, |
| Then we move light the mafia, |
| In no stake, into… |
| Big checks, they… six zeroes, |
| We make movies like DeNiro |
| Boy stopping, t he diamonds ain’t real |
| Just because you got mad, don’t mean that you real. |
| Hook: |
| Hey kind of roller, skirr |
| Shoot to pull up, skirr |
| Your hoe gone, see girl |
| Head it to the molly |
| Pull up in that where the f*ck |
| And never been there it’s only us. |
| Hey kind of roller, skirr |
| Shoot to pull up, skirr |
| Your hoe gone, see girl |
| Head it to the molly |
| Hey pull up in that where the f*ck |
| And never been there it’s only us. |
| Pull up, red light |
| Skirr skirr skirr skirr |
| Pull up on your girl |
| Skirr skirr skirr skirr |
| Pull up, catch your body |
| Skirr skirr skirr skirr |
| And all the light you know we body |
| Yeah, from the block to the trap house, |
| Trap… to a condo, condo to a amtch |
| Girls riding through the… |
| When we’re jumping out the boat, |
| Everybody say ey, hey |
| I had to stand on the block Monday through Sunday |
| Now I’m tryin to stunt on haters, Monday to Sunday |
| You ask me what I want in life, more money, more money |
| Handing money keep callin, baby I’m coming. |