Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Impeached, artist - Cash Kidd. Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Impeached |
| Yeah |
| (JayGotThePlug) |
| And I be sittin' down while I record, you feel me? |
| High as hell |
| Ayy, fucked a lil' bitch, she shy as hell |
| Bitch give me neck, might as well |
| Ayy, huh |
| Ayy, huh |
| Gettin' head while I smoke, dump the ashes in her weave |
| Opp bitch only find me attractive 'cause I’m me |
| Lil' broke ass hoes tryna trap me like some D |
| 'Cause they know I’m comin' up like Michael Jackson when he lean |
| Jugged a lame for the sauce, he keep askin' for a feature |
| It’s gon' cost a pretty penny, I don’t rap like this for free |
| Rats callin' rats rats, please practice what you preach |
| He keep flexin' with that presi', up the pole, get him impeached |
| Bitch, pull your panties up, I want the neck, we not fuckin' |
| Look, my way or the highway, I’m not fussin' |
| My ex-bitch want us to work, told her go job huntin' |
| Bitch, what we talkin' 'bout, you ain’t talkin' 'bout stuffin'? |
| Bitch, what we talkin' 'bout, you ain’t talkin' 'bout punchin'? |
| All this fake love in the air got me Glock clutchin' |
| Yeah, you cute with a pretty face, but I’m cuffin' |
| You sound cute on that lil' tape, but nigga drop somethin' |
| Ayy, I only fucked that bitch 'cause she remind me of my other ho |
| Damn, I miss her, but a lame put his cuffing on |
| Can you please let me see our bitch? I wanna fuck her throat |
| Put it all on film, count an onion roll, huh |
| See the ice, what you got, like a hundred on? |
| Oh, that’s nice, up the pipe, catch a hundred more |
| All that swiping in your songs, you ain’t really punchin', though |
| All your shit bouncin' back, get your flubber on |
| Make a bitch talk to the hand, get my puppet on |
| Change my number every season, you were just my summer ho |
| You ain’t bringin' nothin' to the table, baby, run along |
| Damn, you hating on me too, nigga? The fuck going on? |
| Up banana clip out the window like I’m Donkey Kong |
| Banana clip, catch you slipping in traffic, yeah |
| Stretch a nigga like I’m Mr. Fantastic, ayy |
| Grown as hell, pussy stank, need her ass kicked |
| Couldn’t send no money, I was fucked up myself |
| I’ll ho a bougie bitch 'cause I’m stuck-up myself |
| Think I’m lackin', but I’m packin', I ain’t gotta call for help |
| Like we lapped up in the car, Yoshi got bodies on his belt |
| Opp bitch know I got the hoes, but all them bitches in they place |
| Cookie 'bows louder than a cricket when it’s late |
| No, I’m not shoplifting, but the bitch get off my waist |
| Catch a body like fans do outfielders on the gate |
| Crib sittin' on a lake, bitch sittin' on my face |
| When she try to argue with me, I just hit her with the K |
| Nigga tried to argue with me, so I hit him with the K |
| Think somebody wearin' bugs, they caught my nigga in a raid |
| Free Monty, free Hitman, all my niggas on the way |
| Ain’t a dance contest, why your shit ticking in the face? |
| Feel like the Franchize Boyz, the lean rock my dawg to sleep |
| Thirty hangin' off the road like the one tire on the Jeep |
| Gettin' head while I smoke, dump the ashes in her weave |
| Opp bitch only find me attractive 'cause I’m me |
| Lil' broke ass hoes tryna trap me like some D |
| 'Cause they know I’m comin' up like Michael Jackson when he lean |
| Jugged a lame for the sauce, he keep askin' for a feature |
| It’s gon' cost a pretty penny, I don’t rap like this for free |
| Rats callin' rats rats, please practice what you preach |
| He keep flexin' with that presi', up the pole, get him impeached |
| Bitch, pull your panties up |
| Ayy, bitch, pull your panties up |
| Ayy, you can’t get no dick, you been actin' up all week |
| When your nigga at the crib trippin', bitch, call me |
| When your nigga don’t want his dick sucked, call me |
| When your nigga, haha, ayy |