Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BBO Brains Blown Out, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song Make Em Believe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.12.2014
Record label: Top 40
Song language: English
BBO Brains Blown Out |
| Yeah |
| It ain’t nothin' to fuck yo bitch dog |
| Starin' at me like the damsel in distress |
| Acapulco diamonds and they dancin' on my neck |
| Flawless no inclusions we don’t fuck with VVS |
| Fall off in the club and its cardiac arrest |
| Her cardiac arrest |
| Maliyah dancin' to my song |
| I’m a plug who make music I’m like Tego Calderon |
| Still I’m bout that gangsta' shit so please don’t rub me wrong |
| I need to see you naked with no clothes when I get home |
| Slighty narcissistic bae so please don’t read me wrong |
| Dickmatized her, dick amazing, and she blowing up my phone (won't leave me |
| alone) |
| Bitch I’mma killer |
| Up in her cervix she screaming its murder, her face in the pillow |
| Pulling her hair, while I nibble her ear, and I’m fucking her slow and we all |
| in the mirror |
| Hold up, Oh well |
| Left the ho at the hotel |
| Bungee jumping, my line chirping, bout' to go and catch me a sale |
| (Bae don’t leave) You trippin', you can stay here or come with me |
| Whipped up at the gas station bought a box of Goodies and a digit |
| Need sixty dollars on pump four cause the gas tank like empty |
| Won’t play the game like 2 Chainz, ain’t riding around but I’m gettin' it |
| Pull up at the trap, I’mma text ya phone like «I'm over here come get it» |
| Buggati, fucking with Brittany |
| Told her «I'm sorry» she say she forgive me |
| Entangled in my conversation as if I’m a Judas she look at me different |
| Would we get in trouble for fucking each other cause I use to fuck with your |
| sister |
| I heard that your pussy get wet as a river and possibly need some assistance |
| Oooooooohhh it ain’t nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog |
| Yo' bitch dog |
| It ain’t nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog |
| It ain’t nothin' to fuck yo' bitch dog |
| Nigga, fuck you and yo' big dog |
| Retawdid', reading my aura, I’m too intelligent that why you bothered |
| Know it’s a name but don’t know what to call it |
| My name is Kevin but she call me awesome |
| South by Southwest was performing in Austin |
| Ignored the BS and I ain’t bout no talkin' |
| Can’t see you niggas, my clip in the carbine |
| Don’t make me spray this bitch like Madd Marvin |
| (Bitch what you ain’t hear me?) Bitch don’t make me spray this bitch like Mad |
| Marvin |
| Hold up, I say I don’t get tired! |
| Blessing in disguise, this for those no longer with us while we out here on the |
| grind |
| May God be with your families while you rest up in the skies |
| Shout out Roy and Ryan nigga' dipping through that nine |
| I’m loving on Lil NaNa I met her at a Second Line |
| Bread Winners Association, still I’m out my mind |
| Drika booty bigger than a bitch I grip her from behind |
| And can we have a threesome I know that she don’t mind |
| Know it’s warmer than a sauna stroke her for a long time |
| Bae told the bitch to get here |
| Then she got off in the bitch ear |
| Got to feelin' on her, never been molested came out her clothes then we rip |
| We a power couple don’t trip |
| We a power couple that trick |
| Bread Winner escort service we’ll buy bitch a new whip |
| Broke hoes car break down can’t afford to get the bitch fixed |
| Fake bags in a air mattress can’t afford to get the shit fixed |
| Plug, I’m in the socket |
| Thought I was sleep when you went in my pocket |
| Bitch I caught ya' (Oh my God!) |
| Don’t make me spray this bitch like Madd Marvin |
| Shit, we ran’t out of beat |
| I don’t get tired |
| You know I’m all the way out there nigga |