Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Most Dangerous Drug In The World, artist - Slaine. Date of issue: 18.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Most Dangerous Drug In The World |
| Yea |
| You think when you 260 lbs bitches ain’t gonna like you |
| Believe me they gonna like you if you got a high color man |
| And I ain’t even handsome |
| I ain’t handsome |
| I’m just crazy |
| Bitches all wanna get slapped nowadays |
| They want beat up |
| Or passed out drunk and shit facin |
| For all, she got me up |
| I’m recently divorced |
| Fuckin knockin these sluts |
| Might as well sky rocket |
| Churches say know me up, re up, re up |
| I just wanna get high and be up |
| These sluts is grimmy nowadays |
| And the lost 4 lbs for a mothafucka like me |
| I fuck with their physi |
| Dude walk around with respect and criss nikeys |
| They all wanna do the talk just like me |
| Gotta cheque with alota O’s |
| Alotta those hoes wanna trap me up |
| With all those lies |
| When they see the size of the water grow |
| Especially when you’re alcoholic and crazy and you gotta lota flow |
| C’mon, I came up unformidable, unimaginable |
| So girls wanna get fucked by me |
| Gettin stabbed by a bull |
| I’m fucka I’m the shit |
| In the dumb shit, I’m undeniable |
| Fuck the kush I’m the ole G |
| Come and try a pole |
| These bitches all think they’re style |
| But my mothafuckin sky is full |
| The most dangerous drug in the world (pussy) |
| We all know what it is, we all been there (pussy) |
| We all know what it is, we all done it (pussy) |
| We all know what it is, we all do it (pussy) |
| We all run the up in it (pussy) |
| But what about the STDs doesn’t it scare you |
| I threw my caution to the wind with the condom, cause I ain’t careful |
| Every evening at midnight I turn into a werewolf |
| So when dark come bet your bottom dollar I’m gonna scare you |
| I’m a dream and a nightmare too |
| Why do you keep askin me to beat you with your nikey air shoes |
| Why you change your ole style up |
| Rocking my ex wifey’s hair do |
| You tryin to stir ole emotions up |
| Huh, aren’t ya, darlin, nah, ma, mami |
| What the fuck you want me to call you |
| Fuck it I won’t call you at all |
| I hate the sound of the phone ringin |
| That’s my social anxiety disorder |
| I got my own thing |
| And I guess my stress is just impeding my progress |
| I saw your little cousin, smoke weed with her |
| Blew a fuckin seed in her prom dress |
| I got a compex, I’m sorta complex |
| On more drugs than post traumatic stress |
| Vietnam vets, but let’s not take this outta context |
| I’m addicted to pussy so bad that I ain’t got it conscious |
| But let me stop ramblin with all this fuckin nonesense |