Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Motorcycle Patches, artist - HUNCHO JACK. Album song Huncho Jack, Jack Huncho, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cactus Jack, Capitol, Grand hustle, Motown, Quality Control
Song language: English
Motorcycle Patches |
Motorcycle patches on my jacket |
Rip all the money out the plastic |
Put it on her tongue and now she dancin' |
Gave her everything, now what you asking? |
Flip, make it flip, do gymnastics |
Pop her a bean, unlock the talent |
Eat up all the green, taste just like salad |
.40 on my hip like it’s new fashion, blastin' |
(Huncho, yeah yeah yeah) |
She gon' make that ass dribble, playin' basket (Ball) |
Don’t call it cuffin' nigga, I ain’t passin' (Woo) |
Niggas pourin' fours, poppin' seals like caskets (Drippin') |
Nawfside hot boy, I bought a dragon (Yeah) |
I get it at your grill, VIP, spread the bills (Spread) |
M’s a deal, spinnin' the fortune wheel (Spin it) |
Four by four (Woo), skrrting all the wheels (Skrrt) |
Eskimo (Brr), icy necks and grills |
Watch out, watch out, Big Baller Brand, watch out (Watch out) |
This for the fam, watch out (Watch out) |
It’s my time, don’t clock out (Time) |
Threeway pack, we knock out (Knock out) |
Molly make her bite down (Bite down) |
42, Pistons, Stackhouse (Baow) |
Nigga we winnin', racks out (Cash, racks) |
Motorcycle patches on my jacket (Yeah!) |
Rip all the money out the plastic (It's lit!) |
Put it on her tongue and now she dancin' (Pop it, pop it) |
Gave her everything, now what you asking? |
(Alright!) |
Flip, make it flip, do gymnastics |
Pop her a bean, unlock the talent |
Eat up all the green, taste just like salad (Yeah!) |
.40 on my hip like it’s new fashion (Yeah, yeah!), blastin' |
Fuck shit up, we fuck shit up |
Weed got me stuck, drugs got me stuck |
Diamonds untucked, diamonds untucked (Ice, ice, yeah!) |
We on road |
I can’t stop no more, on my time I can’t go, yeah (Oh no) |
If I send these flicks to your phone, you can’t leak (Nah) |
Motorcycle patches is earned on the streets (Ahh, ahh) |
Fuck shit up, we done fuck shit up |
It got me stuck, it done got me stuck |
Drugs got me stuck, love got me stuck |
Diamonds untucked, diamonds untucked, yeah |
Jacket got stripes (Alright!) |
I been blessed in with the knights (Blessed) |
Just turned twenty-five, yeah (Five) |
Goin' in like I’m doin' twenty-five to life (Ahh) |
I’m alone, out of sight |
At the crib, come take a hike |
In the field, not the Hills |
I been beatin' like it’s Ike (Straight up!) |
No more deals, they like wheels, make me ill at the sight |
Even still scroll through the reels, miss the times when we hit |
No need for names, yeah she know (Yeah!) |
We was tribe, Navajo (Yeah, yeah!) |
We was real, Jack and Jill |
Like the pill had awoke, uh (It's lit!) |
Yeah, motorcycle patches on her jacket (Yeah!) |
Rip all the money out the plastic (Yeah, yeah!) |
Put it on her tongue and now she dancin' (Pop it, pop it) |
Gave her everything, now what you asking? |
(No) |
Flip, make it flip, do gymnastics (Ahh) |
Pop her a bean, unlock the talent (Yeah, yeah!) |
Eat up all the green, taste just like salad (It's lit!) |
.40 on my hip like it’s new fashion, blastin' |
(Pew, pew pew pew pew pew pew pew) |