Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Splash Brothers , by - QUE.. Song from the album Can You Digg It 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Splash Brothers |
| White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever |
| White dope, black load, I can’t even see |
| Velcro, no strain, we rock double G |
| Snatch a nigga ho and hide her at the Doubletree |
| You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much |
| We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much |
| Them niggas be talkin' ‘bout shooters but bitch I got two in the cut |
| Splash brothers in this bitch and they ready to shoot this shit up |
| ‘Bout that Velveeta, I’ll feed a nigga shells |
| Hold up, hold the cell |
| Shooters in the cut, posted like a scab |
| We ain’t plaiying no games ‘bout that bag |
| Palm itchin' like they got the crabs |
| Nigga pop bands like I pop tabs |
| All the diamonds in your shit cloudy |
| You should call your jeweler up and whip his ass |
| Tip-toeing in some double C |
| Pinky ring worth a couple P’s |
| Five hundred, have my young nigga pull up |
| Eat your face like a cup of greens |
| Kanye nigga, keep a Kim K |
| All my pussy gotta keep a skin fade |
| Thick shape with a super slim waist |
| Spread that milkshake nigga, Que keep |
| White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever |
| White dope, black load, I can’t even see |
| Velcro, no strain, we rock double G |
| Snatch a nigga ho and hide her at the Doubletree |
| You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much |
| We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much |
| Them niggas be talkin' ‘bout shooters but bitch I got two in the cut |
| Splash brothers in this bitch and they ready to shoot this shit up |
| Told her I ain’t nothing like her last man |
| Grind a pound down to the last gram |
| Rollin' backwoods out a gas can |
| Put my Tru Religions in the trash can |
| My mind gone and I’m paranoid |
| Dawg told me that I need a CAT scan |
| Got a couple skirts and some tracking numbers |
| Think somebody gettin' them packs in |
| Twenty P’s in the mini-Cooper |
| Clip long, nigga get your ruler |
| Got bricks foul wrapped up in the cooler |
| These niggas flexin', don’t let ‘em fool ya |
| Got a white girl, black girl, white girl |
| I’m on my piano shit |
| And I’m five height, get back |
| I drip wax, just like the candle lit |
| White ho, black ho, I got jungle fever |
| White dope, black load, I can’t even see |
| Velcro, no strain, we rock double G |
| Snatch a nigga ho and hide her at the Doubletree |
| You doin' too much, you doin' too much, you doin' too much |
| We eating a lot so we chewin' too much, we chewin' too much |
| Them niggas be talkin' ‘bout shooters but bitch I got two in the cut |
| Splash brothers in this bitch and they ready to shoot this shit up |