Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song chupa chups, artist - lonemoon. Album song VALENTINE, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.02.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Starfleet
Song language: English
chupa chups |
First things first, why you talk like a bitch? |
I wouldn’t hit, but you look like a lick |
My muscle twitch, make a hit for some drip |
I gotta make it a quick, never to take your shit |
It’s another one, they don’t want her in the world |
Imma keep on going just to make them mad for real |
Ha, I don’t need no damn Chanel |
I’m so bitchin', I’m so bitchin', and I’m hunting for the kill |
Fuck that, I don’t need your attitude, I be rollin' with the crew, |
baby maybe you could too |
Sike! |
I don’t need you by my side |
I don’t need you in my life |
You can eat it, you can die |
You can beat it, I don’t need it, oh I’m bleeding, I don’t lie |
I don’t mean it, but I mean it, you should perish in a fire |
Baby bleed it, baby bleed it, you can dream up an alliance of these people; |
they be leaving, and they leaving you so dire |
Whoa, check out the pace |
I make me dinero when I pour me up an eight |
«MEOW» on my wrist, she thinks I’m cute, I set her straight |
I don’t leave her, I don’t leave her, leave her? |
Yes, okay |
Oh, poor lady, ooh, I could really love her I should tell her ass the truth |
Bitch, I get up and I make myself a coup, I’m against this crooked system til |
I’m givin life the deuce |
Keep a good grip, hold it tightly |
Grind the game until this shit is my scene |
Bitch you do not need to see my ID |
You could never ever be on my team |
Check out the cross, makin' it talk |
Bitch, I’m a goddess, fuck what It cost |
She got a big big bag up in her socks |
She got the contraband stuff in her docks |
It’s that spooky ass bitch with the all white kicks |
With a tall ass bitch, next to her I’m just a kid |
Run up in your residence, you gon' see me in a bit, wait wait, what’s the ‘sitch |
Uh, uh, let it hit |
I survived when you told my ass to die |
I’m alive, laugh, look in your eye |
You can make me choke, but you can’t make me lie |
I’m a prize, I don’t have a price |
Can’t deny, I look like a dime |
Gimme time, all I need is time |
In my life, Imma take the things I want I’ll make ‘em mine |
Imma be an icon, that’s on I |
(Gold) |
Bitch, ain’t enough O’s in your paycheck |
I be super high, I’m on the apex |
She tryna fuck, but, I ain’t got no latex |
Took my heart out, replace it with a tape deck |
Gotta fuck a bad bitch ‘fore the day start |
Told the police I ain’t see shit like I’m Ray Charles |
I be workin' everyday, I’m finna play hard |
If you owe me better pay me for the late charge |
I’m with Luna, that’s my sis |
Blowin' down a brick |
You can’t tell me shit |
Had to switch the fit |
Gave the bae the blade, tell the bitch let it rip |
I can tell if you a sucker, ‘cause you lookin' like a lick |
When I say I smell a bitch, I can smell a bitch |
Keep a blade tucked if they wanna try again |
If you knew what I did, I wouldn’t be so quick |
Blow your shit away with the shit I think is brisk |
Curbstomp |
When I roll up purple weed, them crystals work, dawg |
Got you think that I be killin', bitch I murk all |
You suckers just got a tongue |
Bad bitch on me |
You got negative one |
You ain’t got none, I don’t mean to be blunt |
Nigga ain’t just pussy he ain’t nothin' but a cunt |
Cuttin' a body, I’m popping, I’m popping, and then I’m just choppin' it up |
Sleep like a baby just an hour after it’s done |
The sun spites me |