Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Akup, artist - LoveRance. Album song Freak of the Industry, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Akup |
Waste money 'fore I waste my time |
Keep a bad bitch on my line |
Real buzz, let me talk my shit |
Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick |
And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Big dog rolling on campus |
Picture me rolling in the city, here’s my canvas |
Pull over bad bitches to my right side |
Niggas they be tripping cause I’m fucking with their bitches, shit |
Didn’t even rhyme, but it sound good |
She said she wanted a Baller, I give her hard wood |
West side, baby, yeah Nor Cal |
Didn’t bring the bay back, I just knock the doors down |
Wait, my nigga, what you tripping for? |
Fuck these hoes, get the dough |
Stack your money, make the shit flip |
Don’t get caught up in your whip with an ugly bitch |
Alright, train me like Eddy |
Fuck this, I’m a pedi |
Got them bitches crazy, call me Tom Petty |
Grab her hips, tell her keep that ass steady |
What that mouth do? |
Show me, girl, don’t tell me |
Waste money 'fore I waste my time |
Keep a bad bitch on my line |
Real buzz, let me talk my shit |
Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick |
And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Tell a broke nigga back up |
I’m cashed up, tatted up, nigga, and I’m strapped up |
Two-seater, bitches gotta lap up |
Arm out the window, Audemar, throw my hat up, akup |
Fucka, wonder why them bitches don’t trust us |
Pussy coming in, I’mma need more rubbers |
Your bitch love us, she lick dick under covers |
Take cover, leave nut on the tongue |
I like them bitches in the valley |
Working at that Bally’s, porn star Valery |
Nice to meet ya, she like the D |
I like to be, we fuck like once a week |
Once she get the akup, bitch, pack up |
Turn around, count the money, watch the shit add up |
Turn around, get another bitch that’s badder |
Ass fatter, then I fuck her faster, nigga |
Waste money 'fore I waste my time |
Keep a bad bitch on my line |
Real buzz, let me talk my shit |
Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick |
And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Bad bitches on my line, call it call waiting |
Niggas waiting on the sideline, they be hating |
Four bitches in my whip, I’m a? |
limo dating? |
All black car, reminds me of a nigga? |
Skady? |
And I run my set like a relay |
When a nigga play my song, send a bottle to the DJ |
I’d rather kill her, I rather fuck your bitch, nigga |
You at home, I’m on the road, getting rich nigga |
Enough of that shit, let me get back to the women |
‘cause it’s thick in this bitch, I’m liking what I see |
Give me more bottles, I’m trying to get drunk |
Wake up tomorrow, roll to my right, ask who the fuck is you? |
Please don’t tell me what we do |
Pound you, round two, high class bitch |
But best believe I’ll ground you |
Walk of shame, baby, let my homies clown you |
Bitch! |
Waste money 'fore I waste my time |
Keep a bad bitch on my line |
Real buzz, let me talk my shit |
Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick |
And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |
Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup |