Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Moral, artist - IDK. Album song IDK & FRIENDS :), in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Clué
Song language: English
Moral |
| Yeah, yeah, uh |
| Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah |
| Uh, yeah, uh |
| BLWYRMND |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| The moral of the story, never trust no snake (Yeah) |
| The moral of the story, cop the crib before the Wraith (Right) |
| The moral of the story, ain’t nobody ever safe (Safe) |
| She see I got the bag so she put it in my face |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', make me wanna cop it |
| Chop the top and drop it, make 'em wanna top me |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', suck it, slurp me sloppy |
| All these bitches boppin', Jordan Forces coppin' |
| Ayy, cash in my pants, now I look like MC Hammer (Yuh) |
| Bag after bag on my back, look like I’m Santa (Right) |
| She said she wanna fuck because she like my PG grammar (Grammar) |
| Get a ho, pin her up, knock her down like a hammer (Woo) |
| Make her disappear, it ain’t my fault, yeah, bitch, I’m mystical |
| I don’t shed no tear, I take a loss and I’m like «Okay, cool» (Right, right, |
| right) |
| Pretty pussy pink and it’s fat, it look like Majin Buu (Woo) |
| Opposite of Usher and Alicia, bitch, you not my boo (My boo) |
| You don’t get no time or no attention 'less you fuck the crew |
| My dick like a ruler, teach a lesson, take your ass to school |
| Crossin' out my exes after exits, bitch, I ain’t no fool, true |
| The moral of the story, never trust no snake (Yeah) |
| The moral of the story, cop the crib before the Wraith (Right) |
| The moral of the story, ain’t nobody ever safe (Safe) |
| She see I got the bag so she put it in my face |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', make me wanna cop it |
| Chop the top and drop it, make 'em wanna top me |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', suck it, slurp me sloppy |
| All these bitches boppin', Jordan Forces coppin' |
| Water neck like a faucet (Yeah, ayy) |
| Louis Supreme endorsement |
| Somersault, bitch I toss her (Ayy, yeah) |
| Diamonds, they cha-cha, salsa |
| Pimp on a ho, come boss up |
| Windows down, bust the top up |
| We don’t drive by, we pop up |
| Fill yo' ass up with hot stuff (Hey, get it) |
| Hopping out racks on racks |
| Sold fake lean but he thought it was Act' (Finesse) |
| I hit the bitch from the back |
| She give me brain while she rock my chain (Suck that dick up) |
| V-12 do the whole dash |
| Cop me a sprinter, grippin' on wood grain (Damn) |
| Neck and wrist from Jimmy (Who?) |
| But my grill Johnny Deng (Dang, wow) |
| We caught a opp nigga lackin' on Highway 6 |
| He ain’t see us creeping up, he chillin' with his bitch |
| Walked a nigga down, hit his ass with the stick (Boom, boom, boom) |
| The moral of the story, Trigga Maxo with the shits |
| (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Maxo, Maxo) |
| The moral of the story, never trust no snake (Yeah) |
| The moral of the story, cop the crib before the Wraith (Right) |
| The moral of the story, ain’t nobody ever safe (Safe) |
| She see I got the bag so she put it in my face |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', make me wanna cop it |
| Chop the top and drop it, make 'em wanna top me |
| Pussy, pussy poppin', suck it, slurp me sloppy |
| All these bitches boppin', Jordan Forces coppin' |