Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Handcuffs , by - Dice SoHo. Release date: 02.05.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Handcuffs |
| Flavor God |
| It’s HOT! |
| Rizzo Cuttin' Up |
| Pimped on a ho cuz I wanted more cheese |
| Handcuffs on my belt like the police |
| Ferragamo same color as my gold teeth |
| This bitch gave me head |
| Like she got no teeth |
| Saucy, yo bitch brought me more cheese |
| Handcuffs on my belt like the police |
| Ferragamo same color as my gold teeth |
| This bitch gave me head |
| Like she got no teeth |
| If the whip ain’t fast |
| If she ain’t got cash |
| Hell no, I don’t want her |
| Got a lot of bitches on me |
| New Ferragamo belt with |
| The Handcuffs on it |
| Yo ho she want me |
| But i told her, she ain’t get a |
| Damn thing from me |
| Pull up on me |
| If you want got the pole up on me |
| So don’t get left lonely |
| Young DiceSoHo |
| Ice ya life, be the logo |
| Still ridin' in the photo |
| I’m never ridin' solo |
| Got ya bitch takin photos |
| Drank got me on slo-mo |
| Still drippin, (OHH-WEE) |
| The sauce got me out here pimpin |
| Fuck around, pull up in a Bentley |
| And my shooter, gone shoot |
| Till it’s empty (Rizzo Rizzo) |
| Pimpin' on the bitch (THE BITCH) |
| Drippin' on the bitch |
| I poured the Goose and the King |
| That feel like a sin |
| Red flags on the land |
| Call me President |
| They say the Jackers outside |
| Let 'em in |
| FAA FAA FAA FAA |
| Pussy Nigga don’t even fuckin' try |
| I’m on a sauce diet |
| Spit cold game on the ho |
| Fire hydrant, move in silence |
| Fuck a stylus |
| Ferragamo shorts on the island |
| Yea this bitch call me Gilligan |
| Bet you wanna ride on this wave again |
| Yellow gold grill, I’mma bright nigga |
| 40 cal. |
| for a fuck nigga |
| Sauce Deck got crack, got hoes |
| That’ll bring a lot of money |
| To a young nigga |
| All for being taught |
| For Pimpin', I’m Winning |
| Lord forgive me cuz I’m sinning, and pimpin |
| Got a mutha fuckin' loft fulla hoes |
| Lotta snow, and we still selling blow |
| You didn’t know, Nigga Sauce Deck |
| J Red where tha soft at? |
| Listen, she paying attention for Benjies |
| For money, for thousands, for millions Nigga |