Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Cliché , by - Sts. Song from the album The Illustrious, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 19.09.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Riggd Up
Song language: English
Cliché |
| Yeah, ho Yeah, ho |
| Yeah, ho Yeah, ho |
| I’m a groupie fucking, liquor sipping, weed smoking rapper |
| do it for the love, it’s the money that I’m after |
| I told ya’ll cocksuckers once before that I’m a bastard |
| Mother fuck what he say, I’m your favorite cliche |
| Verses full of fuckery, still can’t nobody fuck with me |
| I’m all about my cash you cannot get enough from me |
| Gucci stitches in my jeans, this the lap of luxury |
| STS on 85, ho I’m sitting comfortably |
| My bitch in that she look like her |
| And that, so we got some company |
| They all up on my stanky leg, let me check my dougie |
| Then I crank my superman after that I swag and surf |
| Bitch, I pop my tags on I shop where the stars be |
| Don’t add me up I’m fly |
| Ho, I be where Mars be |
| That’s hella hella hella hot |
| I be on that Marley |
| With plastic titty, blonde |
| I be on them barbie |
| Zoom on that Yamaha, no this a Harley |
| Watch it girl, I catch a |
| Then I’m thinking gnarly |
| You got to charge that to the game |
| your bitch ain’t charge me |
| I breaker break her |
| Like Alpha, Bravo, Charlie |
| My arrogance is ignorant |
| Polo on my cleanliness |
| I be talking labels I got universal penmanship |
| Mary gray to yellow lizards |
| What I wear my linen with |
| Then give me the co-sign, let’s go to the dealership |
| White green |
| Like a bowl of spinach dip |
| I might buy a small town I was think French |
| Let go tear the mall down, my bitch into the French shit |
| We look like some curly fries, damn that might be Jeezy bit |
| 87 32, and I got my kit |
| Rock a fitted, lean with it |
| They think I’m weezy sick |
| I might need a Dr. Dre to come see my immediate |
| I know they think I’m the shit I saw it when they tweeted it |
| Gain ten, and lost one |
| There they go deleting it |
| Boy, ain’t that a dirty game |
| You’re down right devious |
| A-T-L, |
| I am what you need in this |
| Your favorite rapper in the lab like ashes on my petri dish |