Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song SIKE!, artist - Marty Grimes. Date of issue: 28.09.2017
Song language: English
SIKE! |
| Yeah |
| Yeah |
| Fresh bouncing out the coupe |
| I’mma take her if she choose |
| Spent a bad for the shoes |
| Yeah money looking right |
| Make her bend like rules |
| Like them in twos |
| She ain’t fucking with her dude |
| Told her, «Come spend the night», Sike! |
| Yeah, Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Yeah Yeah, Aye |
| Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Only Only fuck with you |
| You can’t even lay down at my, crib |
| Ain’t nobody there how I did |
| Sauce like boiling crab with the shrimp |
| Whole shebang know the gang |
| Tell me that I own the bay |
| My way the only way |
| Lames all they know is hate |
| But I am not amused by them |
| They not my friends, not the one who follow trends |
| I do not miss, yeah |
| Fresh bouncing out the coupe |
| I’mma take her if she choose |
| Spent a bag for the shoes |
| Yeah money looking right |
| Make her bend like rules |
| Like them in twos |
| She ain’t fucking with her dude |
| Told her, «Come spend the night», Sike! |
| Yeah, Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Yeah Yeah, Aye |
| Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Told her I could take her top side |
| Out here flexing like Popeye |
| Hella gas, Hella drive |
| Keep her hella wet, Never dry |
| What I do do big big stunts |
| Smoking on big big clouds |
| Lifestyle been on Klumps |
| If I’m drunk enough I might plow |
| All this gold on my wrist |
| Make her want to creep with a nigga like me |
| You gotta leave |
| Sorry Babe Can’t be sleeping all on my sheets |
| No games, no jokes, you came I poked |
| Got her whipped no rope |
| Ima bounce when it’s over |
| Fresh bouncing out the coupe |
| I’mma take her if she choose |
| Spent a bag for the shoes |
| Yeah money looking right |
| Make her bend like rules |
| Like them in twos |
| She ain’t fucking with her dude |
| Told her, «Come spend the night», Sike! |
| Yeah, Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Yeah Yeah, Aye |
| Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| I told her I’ll bring her on the tour |
| If she’s down to ride though |
| I told her I would bring everywhere |
| Everywhere that I go |
| I told her I really cared about, and she’s really mine though |
| Yeah I told her a whole lot of things bruh, but I was lying though |
| Yeah, and it’s still fuck fake friends |
| I don’t speak, don’t shake hands |
| Diamond grill cost eight bands |
| Treat Celine’s like ray bans |
| L.A. is so cray fam |
| Town of Botox and fake lips |
| Big booty and spray tans |
| Fresh bouncing out the coupe |
| I’mma take her if she choose |
| Spent a bag for the shoes |
| Yeah money looking right |
| Make her bend like rules |
| Like them in twos |
| She ain’t fucking with her dude |
| Told her, «Come spend the night», Sike! |
| Yeah, Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |
| Yeah Yeah, Aye |
| Yeah I only fuck with you (Sike!) |