
Date of issue: 24.05.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: G*59
Song language: English
A Girl Named Drool And A Pack of Kools |
Busta, bap— |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
I asked your bitch if I could bum a cig |
She said she got a Kool, I said, «that's cool» |
I don’t give a shit what kind of cigarette that you prefer to smoke |
I needed a reason to talk to you |
Girl, it’s true, what it do? |
You making Ruby drool |
Yeah, $lick slapped me across my face |
Snapped me right back in my place |
What the fuck? |
My pace sure lacks an ace |
I’m such a slave to my old ways, make no mistake |
All of these hoes want Ruby 'cause of the cherry |
Fuck her pussy, I wanna be buried, bitch |
She wanna be my girl and ride with me |
She wanna creep up in the night with me |
Blowin' up my phone like «$lick, I love you» |
I’m too detached, I don’t feel nothing for her |
I might relapse and put these drugs above you |
I might just snap and kill another for you |
You see? |
It’s dangerous when I think of her, when I think of us |
When I think of love, think about my ex, think about the rest |
None of them hoes used to give a fuck |
Call Ruby up, «get the Uzi, bruh» |
I’m so sick of these hoes, light up the joe |
Bury her in the grave I dug |
Did it all in the name of love, in the name of love |
In the name of love, ayy |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
Front, front a busta' with some bap, hit that hoe for her fifteen |
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