Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guillotine, artist - Pi'erre Bourne. Album song The Life Of Pi'erre 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A SossHouse, Interscope Records Release;
Song language: English
Guillotine |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, yeah |
Yeah, huh |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Karma a bitch, wait, that was my bitch, wait |
I didn’t know it would end up like this, wait |
She didn’t know I’d end up in her ribs |
Fuck on the ho, give a bad bitch a gift |
Yeah, my location on, pull up when I’m home |
You can call my phone, wan' give her the stroke |
I’ma pay the toll, I don’t pay for pussy |
I don’t pay for hoes, I ain’t goin' broke |
Yeah, girl, don’t play yourself |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Girl, don’t play yourself |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
Touch down, bust down |
My house, right now |
And we’re smoked out, iCloud (Yeah) |
Yeah, Gohan on my cloud |
She be giving groupie love in the club, wait |
It’s too loud, you can’t talk to her |
Get you alone, we ain’t makin' love |
Hit my phone whenever you want some love |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
Yeah, drop that girl off, yeah, to school, wait, wait |
Hop out a whip like carpool, wait, wait, wait |
Money, it talk, it argue, wait, wait, wait |
She’s giving me head, a smart move, wait, wait, wait |
I got that network, cartoon, damn |
Yeah, these hoes rushing, she first, she playing games too soon |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
She wear my shirt with me, then end up in the bedroom |
Focused on her paper, she’s like, «My assignment was due» |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?) |
Girl, don’t play yourself, give me mental health |
You can’t slay yourself, take off my Louis belt |
Bringing up my past like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |
Girl, don’t play yourself, girl, don’t play yourself |
Bringing up my past, like that’s gonna help |
I could pay her cells, I got plenty wealth |