Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Can't Get Enough, artist - Pee Wee Longway. Album song Spaghetti Factory, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, MPA Bandcamp
Song language: English
I Can't Get Enough |
VV my wrist, I put points on my neck |
Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' |
Come get in the flex and let’s pop through them bands |
Perc pill popper, got the trap on xans |
Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands |
Pussy start poppin' when I pop my bands |
Rubber band keep on poppin' |
Real shit, I damn sure ain’t get enough money (real shit though) |
I damn sure ain’t get enough pussy |
Shit I damn sure ain’t get enough head, shit |
Damn sure ain’t get enough flashing, shit |
Them pointers they lookin' baguettes |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough, nah |
Mr. Blue Benjamin, stackin' the tips 'til infinity |
Crip blue the seats in the Lamborghini |
I got the bop, amke that bitch Houdini (voila) |
We hit with the stanley steamer |
Put that dope in the pot, made that bitch a Beamer |
Pussy poppin' for papi, she Aquafina |
When I whip with that wrist I whip up Katrina (who that is?) |
Iced out my teeth like I’m Mike Jones |
I don’t even talk with the lights on |
Pointers on baguette, got VV’s on VV’s |
Fuck that lil bitch, I want RiRi’s on TV |
Step on them GG’s, my shirt might be GG |
Balmain my nuts and the bitch long guts |
I pull up and bust it |
Sippin' Act and that 'Tussin at, yeah |
I want that giraffe, yeah, I want that neck (neck, that neck) |
I want that check |
Know what I’m talkin' about, I want that photo effect |
When they through they gon' post him on next |
'Fore I fuck her she know I want becky |
With these bales on Boflex |
And I need hoes in both sections |
Baby daddy in the broke section |
VV my wrist, I put points on my neck |
Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' |
Come get in the flex and let’s pop through them bands |
Perc pill popper, got the trap on xans |
Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands |
Pussy start poppin' when I pop my bands |
Rubber band keep on poppin' |
Real shit, I damn sure ain’t get enough money (real shit though) |
I damn sure ain’t get enough pussy |
Shit I damn sure ain’t get enough head, shit |
Damn sure ain’t get enough flashing, shit |
Them pointers they lookin' baguettes |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough, nah |
Ain’t no gang, he can’t come under the rope |
I’m the plug, got the load on banana boat |
In the club, put the stove on the cantaloupe |
I serve my aunties and my uncle MC Hammer dope |
Another homi, he been hit with DC sniper scopes |
I make it lock up in the pot, kick it with dish detergent |
Frank Lucas, watch it cost a bunch of birds |
Swiper nigga, bitch he tryna punch the work (ayy mane) |
Don’t pull up, sound like a concert |
Like a mail brick, ice on a t-shirt |
Before we fuck, let me see what that mouth work (ayy) |
Hop it chop, hold up stop it, stop it |
Got 'em coppin' deuces when you pull up poppin' |
I can’t stop the flexin' so let’s pop it then |
4K TV when I’m backin' in |
Zaxbys chicken when we sack it up |
Gucci beanie, this that Donald Duck |
Them bricks double up, come from overseas |
Jeffery bag come with the double C’s |
Hold my lil stamp when I’m in her, uh uh |
VV my wrist, I put points on my neck |
Come with that neck 'cause that pussy not nan' |
Come get in the flex and let’s pop through them bands |
Perc pill popper, got the trap on xans |
Bitch got a job, pussy poppin' for them bands |
Pussy start poppin' when I pop my bands |
Rubber band keep on poppin' |
Real shit, I damn sure ain’t get enough money (real shit though) |
I damn sure ain’t get enough pussy |
Shit I damn sure ain’t get enough head, shit |
Damn sure ain’t get enough flashing, shit |
Them pointers they lookin' baguettes |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough |
I can’t get enough, I can’t get enough, nah |