Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FLAP LIPS, artist - City Morgue. Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
FLAP LIPS |
| Yung Germ |
| Yeah |
| Break your bloody nose (Okay) |
| Punch you in your stomach, bet you feel it in your toes (What's up?) |
| Shoot in you in your chest, I bet you feel it in your soul (Yeah) |
| Hell is where it goes (Yeah), watch your soul as it arose (Yeah) |
| Stab you in your freakin' woof, woof, put you in the dirt (What?) |
| Always claimin' gangs but never ever put in work (Okay) |
| You opposing me, I bet you end up on a shirt (Okay) |
| Or maybe even worse, handicapped going to church (Okay, okay, okay) |
| Forty year olds stay tryin' to get in somethin' (Uh-huh) |
| Sit your old ass down before you slip or somethin' (What?) |
| Sit down 'fore you slip a fuckin' disc or somethin', huh (Okay) |
| I’m a war pit (Pit), young and ruthless (Ruthless) |
| Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah) |
| That’s an arly visit to the dentist (Okay) |
| Shot him, now he need an intrmission |
| Woof, woof, barkin' for attention (Okay) |
| Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah) |
| That’s an easy ticket to the news clip (Okay) |
| Shot him, now he don’t know who his mom is |
| Woof, woof, barkin' 'cause he mindless |