Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brighton Beach, artist - Da$h. Album song V.I.C.E.S., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.06.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hz GLOBAL
Song language: English
Brighton Beach |
| Say Jude I really wanna see you nude |
| I don’t mean to be rude though (yeah) |
| Say Jude I really wanna see you nude |
| I don’t mean to be rude though (yeah) |
| Yeah so, nigga |
| King of spades, bitch from Spain, it’s the kitchen maid |
| Gettin' paid at a rate my mother in disarray |
| Wrote the book and never read a page |
| Burnin' a 50 feel like Nickie Cage |
| Gone in 60 seconds |
| Every time we speak you cry, that’s why I stick to textin' |
| Smoked a bowl before I sent the message |
| Sayin' we homies 'til the very endin' |
| Say without me you’ll die |
| Can’t reply so I just hit the exit |
| Fuck, just my luck, in the terminal, pissy drunk |
| Catch a flight across the country just to chase a buck |
| Rollin' stone, rollin' stone, call too many places home at times |
| How many lives I’m livin? |
| four or five |
| Each one I’m surely high |
| Yuri Orlov |
| Fake ID as I’m checking in the Waldorf |
| A fuckin' warlord |
| Russian escort who going to blow me 'til my balls sore |
| Fuck you think I laid these bars for? |
| Car door open backwards |
| Bitch’s ass like an allergic reaction |
| She service my faction |
| Smoke some shit that should’ve came with a caption |
| All my actions be considered as classic |
| Free Maverick, nigga, I fuckin' meant that, uh |
| Free Maverick and all my other cold b’s |
| Every chance I get I tell a cop to blow me |
| Breath smell like a 40 and a half an ounce |
| Bitches hometowns be some shit a nigga can’t pronounce |
| Stash the drugs in her lips that’s under her salmon blouse |
| Life a movie by the way this shit is pannin' out, ya nah mean? |
| Caught up with my greens, endo and cash flow |
| Own mother think I’m an asshole |
| So? |
| think I care about about a bashful nigga? |
| You better hope that I don’t catch you, nigga |
| Stomp your boss your team’ll take the loss |
| Slide off in the beigest Porsche, nigga |
| Your team’ll make the rules, my niggas break the laws |
| Just a corpse, yeah so |