Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Amnesia, artist - Kevin Gates. Album song By Any Means, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.03.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic, Bread Winners' Association
Song language: English
Amnesia |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
I don’t know that bitch, I don’t know them either |
Kinda look familiar, I done caught amnesia |
[Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is?] |
I don’t know that bitch, I don’t know them either |
Kinda look familiar, I done caught amnesia |
I done fucked so many hoes I can’t keep count no more |
Will somebody tell Hugh Hefner he ain’t got shit on Doe? |
My neck on freeze, my wrist on glow |
I’m high as fuck, I’m sitting low |
Want your ho, come get your ho |
I got her walking pigeon toed |
America next top model, right here in my condo? |
I don’t even know her name, I just asked her for a condom |
And she look like Rihanna, her ass is like humongous |
She say she love my convo cause I kick shit like a punter |
But I don’t know her name, and she don’t know me either |
She just want the fame, I just want bomb no teeth |
Love me long time, love me, love me long time |
The reason all my dates be blind dates cause this charm of mine |
[Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is?] |
I don’t know that bitch, I don’t know them either |
Kinda look familiar, I done caught amnesia |
Dear Lord, could you please have mercy? |
Rock hard, bitch on me twerkin' |
Bitch like, «You stupid jerk!» |
Look, I ain’t grab your ass on purpose |
Don’t remember nothing, guess I’m getting worse |
BMTP, that’s murder |
Bring me the pussy, you ain’t ever heard her? |
Now we fucking in an old excursion |
Getting head while I drive excursion |
On the phone asking «Am I working?» |
He must want me to hurt him |
Instead of talking like its urgent |
Where you know me from, I’m lost |
Man you about to make me get off |
It was hard, but it started soft |
Fish scale, what the hell, that’s raw |
Hold shots, come get broke off |
Two paws, oh God, that’s the law |
Shots fired, man down, what happened? |
Envelope, beep phone, I stabbed him |
Two shooters, you dummy, I’m coming, get the money |
Got a bank roll in this bitch |
Amnesia, I have that shit |
Ask anything, I forget, quick |
[Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is? |
Who the fuck that is?] |
I don’t know that bitch, I don’t know them either |
Kinda look familiar, I done caught amnesia |