Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dry Gulch, artist - Clayjay. Date of issue: 19.07.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dry Gulch |
| Oh no, tell me how you feel |
| I thought we had a deal |
| I can feel the end is near |
| Oh no, oh |
| Instant panic, automatic |
| No sleep, I’m paranoid |
| Oh, tell me how you feel |
| Tell me how you feel |
| I got my niggas on the corner, like it’s time now |
| Spinal tap, rear end, blow her back out |
| Mardis Gras, shirt lift, bring them racks out |
| Like i got a fresh cut, no cap |
| Thousand dollar track pants, i don’t run track |
| She’s a nut sucker, blood sucker, Count Drac |
| Like i work at Ikea, i count racks |
| Find some purple, I’ma pour it until i black |
| She wanna fit in my schedule |
| She wanna live in my bedroom |
| That pussy drip, gotta reupholster the seats |
| If you let me fuck your girlfriend, I might just rap on your beats |
| I rock a red bottom sneaker, look like an upside down cleat |
| I don’t take no bitch to Nobu, but i let her eat raw meat |
| She trynna fineness a sleep, thousand thread count in my sheets |
| If he find out you with me, he 'gon scream like Meek |
| She sayin' she fell in love |
| I can’t believe |
| It’s three feet, not that deep |
| Know i made it out the mud, he could be just like me |
| I put you in a penthouse and and take you out the streets |