Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LSD, artist - TisaKorean.
Date of issue: 30.07.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
LSD |
I’ma shiver in my timbers, Avatar, I’m trying to bend her |
Cinderella for her shoes, she know what I’m tryna do |
I need the space just like a roof, start that engine, hear the vroom |
I told her look, uh |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (I like 'em chocolate, dawg) |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Ooh, she so thick) |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Damn, dawg) |
Go to the floor and then you beat his ass up |
She know that I stay deep like the Avengers |
I’m talking one, two, three, hopefully she come with me |
I told her monkey see, monkey do, I got cash like a Jew |
And I like the strawberry, she got that damn tooty-fruit |
Green in my pocket, I’m a landscaper (I got racks) |
Green in my pocket, I’m a landscaper |
And I’m higher than a bitch like a skyscraper (The club packed) |
And I’m higher than a bitch like a skyscraper |
Ayy, I’ma shiver in my timbers, Avatar, I’m trying to bend her |
Cinderella for her shoes, she know what I’m tryna do |
I need the space just like a roof, start that engine, hear the vroom |
I told her look, uh |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (I like 'em chocolate, dawg) |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Ooh, she so thick) |
I like 'em chocolate, cocoa, cocoa, cocoa puffs (Damn, dawg) |
Go to the floor and then you beat his ass up |
Ayy, I said Jason, Misha, Don, Karen (Go) |
Work |
Ayy, hit 'em where it hurt, hit 'em where it hurt (Ayy, you feel that, doggy) |
Hit 'em where it hurt, hit 'em where it hurt (Roof, roof, roof) |
We gon' hit 'em where it hurt (You feel that, doggy), hit 'em where it hurt |
(Work) |
Ayy, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg) |
Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg) |
Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt (Yeah, dawg) |
Get under her skirt, I’m tryna get under her skirt, ayy |
Word of mouth, word of mouth, these niggas talk too much damn shit, |
ayy (They trippin', dawg) |
Get your ho lit like Bic, ayy (Yeah) |
She gon' pop it like a zit, ayy (Yeah) |
She is not a baker but she want my cream on her |
Ayy, Rice Krispies, snap, crack, shit gon' pop (He know it) |
I’ma fuzz on her once she make my soda top, ayy |
She is not a door but I am trying to knock, ayy |
And that relationship remind me of some damn Crocs (Some shoes) |
What that mean? |
That mean I’m chillin' on that shit |