Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dust Bunny , by - UnoTheActivist. Release date: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dust Bunny |
| Hey, What? |
| What? |
| Ooh, what? |
| What? |
| What? |
| You dig |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| What? |
| (Uno, I killed it) |
| Young rich nigga, I’m about to |
| Pop my shit, man, I pop my collar (Ooh, what?) |
| Left hand sitting in water (Water) |
| Bob a head, real head nodder |
| A rich young lad, I talk real cash, I fuck a lot of hoes, different colors |
| And some look better than others, ooh |
| I said I look better than others |
| Left wrist flooded (What?) |
| Try to run down, then I’m gon' pop at you then pop at ya buddy, ooh |
| Cutthroat slide in the Cutlass, ooh |
| Fuck around, do a nigga dirty |
| Thirty hold thirty |
| Ask a lil' nigga, «Where the money» |
| Save it, stuff it in the bed like a fucking dust bunny |
| Met a bitch at church on Sunday |
| Dunk on a hoe like my name Udonis |
| Yeah, let’s be honest |
| Fuck her in the mouth three times, I’m like Andre |
| Most of you niggas ain’t eating like Ghandi |
| I’ll go ape on a bih like Harambe |
| Better back down, lil nigga, I’m the Sensei |
| Slice a lil nigga like my name Michael Meyers |
| Turning that knot with the pliers |
| Had to put a lil ice on, the man on fire |
| Woke up to a dresser with twenty-five lighters |
| Twenty-five blunts, I’ma light em |
| Twenty-four karats on top wit' your diamonds |
| Take him to the chalk, outline him |
| Go and take a look at my jewels, I’m sure I’ll out-shine 'em |
| Young rich nigga, I’m about to |
| Pop my shit, man, I pop my collar (Ooh, what?) |
| Left hand sitting in water (Water) |
| Bob a head, real head nodder |
| A rich young lad, I talk real cash, I fuck a lot of hoes, different colors |
| And some look better than others, ooh |
| I said I look better than others |
| Left wrist flooded (What?) |
| Try to run down, then I’m gon' pop at you then pop at ya buddy, ooh |
| Cutthroat slide in the Cutlass, ooh |
| Fuck around, do a nigga dirty |
| Thirty hold thirty |
| Ask a lil' nigga, «Where the money» |
| Save it, stuff it in the bed like a fucking dust bunny |