Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hydrocodone (Poker Face), artist - Kembe X. Album song Kembe X, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 29.01.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: GGMG
Song language: English
Hydrocodone (Poker Face) |
| Grew a steady poker face 'cuz I’ve been at it so long |
| Stüssy jacket in the rain, I’m off a hydrocodone |
| Loosie baby, no relation, I’m her daddy, hold on |
| Whoopsie-daisy, dropping classics, who debate it? |
| I’m just asking |
| Grew a steady poker face 'cuz I’ve been at it so long |
| Stüssy jacket in the rain, I’m off a hydrocodone |
| Loosie baby, no relation, I’m her daddy, hold on |
| Whoopsie-daisy, dropping classics, who debated? |
| Loose amazing |
| I bare my soul and made this loose leaf a confessional |
| I’m next to go, idols got me by a decimal |
| I keep the ganja with me like the floozie I’m caressing on |
| Say she wanna twist it up but Loosie the professional |
| Nigga diss the Village, ooh he boofing on the reginald |
| Laced with some amphetamine, pussy nigga let it go |
| Lost his girlfriend at a bad bitch contest |
| Goofy nigga, truly, put the pussy on a pedestal |
| Coup de ville the two seat with the wood grain |
| Pimping visions, day dreams in a classist |
| Clashing class of losers, fitting in |
| Left my momma crib, I’m moving units, splitting dividends |
| U-Haul truck full of shit I been drilling in |
| My niggas heads, it’s time to get this bread |
| My dear is Venicin', my stare is menacing |
| I’m steering clear of that bull shit |
| Although I can bear it, Leo cub in these white socks |
| Mine are not generic |
| Came up on a stain, really got God to thank |
| Been a lot of suspect niggas on the scene, sound like a job for me |
| Karma come around right quick with some of the fun shit for you |
| Or some of the fuck shit |
| Gotta keep her on my side, that’s why I go show love |
| Never reluctant but uh |
| Now I got screws loose |
| But that don’t mean that my demeanor gon' reflect it |
| Y’all niggas look like y’all champagne got laced with prune juice |
| You after me? |
| Your trampoline is proved defective |
| I ditched my class and my electives, slip your socks in my perspective |
| I rocked slacks, got cut no slack |
| Swear them bitches ain’t believe me when I said I won’t go back |
| Sat across some social worker, in his eyes I know he felt me |
| But I learned that politics control what niggas tell me |
| Real shit, these niggas killing dreams by mistake |
| For the sake of positions, I relate, my commission my priority forever |
| My authority can blow me |
| You had judged me by my cover, nigga you don’t even know me |
| Whoa now, I’ve been after this forever baby |
| Ho now, don’t be dancing with the devil baby |
| Whoa now, I try to walk the straight and narrow |
| My eyes is in the crosshairs of demons' flame and arrows |