Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Escape Wagon , by - Versatile. Release date: 11.11.2019
Song language: English
Escape Wagon |
| Where I come from bricks get danced on |
| Then sold by the fellas with the amps on |
| To be bought to be bought by moi |
| So I get me hole quicker than a tampon |
| I never gave a bollox about politics |
| Cause all I ever wanted was me bollox |
| Licked |
| Mr. Cool’s got the big bollox |
| Step back ‘fore he fills you full of hollow tips |
| Pitty pat, pitty pat |
| Hard on the kitty cat |
| Triple X got the pussy gushing on a kitty mat |
| Pretty face, long hair thighs and the titties fat |
| Got her ass screaming who is he? |
| Where’d you get him at? |
| Then she start yelling it don’t matter just don’t put him back, got the pussy |
| full is he Irish? |
| Or is he black? |
| I guess it don’t matter |
| Just as long as he a pussy mat |
| Player pimp pulling up in a killer Cadillac |
| He’s mine he’s mine I want em all the time |
| The pussy belong to him no ninety-nine |
| He on that gangster shit |
| He give me gangster dick |
| Oh what am I to do? |
| Now I got a gangster clit |
| Do it well all the time make the pussy swell |
| Then it’s back to the house in the beat |
| With no pussy smell |
| Make a bomb in the kip then make that shit blow |
| Fucking pretty women and I’m dipping out their window |
| She drop it low and she’s teasing man |
| But I can never love I’m too freezing man |
| Darling please understand |
| Your fella wants a go is he bleeding mad? |
| I’ve two keys in my hand |
| One is for your man the other’s for my wagon |
| My escape wagon X3 |
| Now watch me disappear when this rave is done |
| Four figure digit outfit no shit |
| Patek on the wrist now you know it’s legit |
| Ice around the neck |
| Gold on the kicks |
| I never carry weapons but the boys stay equipped |
| Don’t ask why pal it has to be done |
| Married women wanna suck me like a Capri-sun |
| They want the young bull |
| They want me I run the clubs while their beer-belly fellas are running straight |
| to the club, (Gangsta, Gangsta) |
| I won’t sleep on a bed if the sheets aren’t silk |
| Sleep with a youngone if I know she’s not filth |
| All day sitting on me hole no guilt |
| All day bitching in me ear I’m not built to be dealing with no hood rat |
| They love me but I can’t love back |
| Asking will I ever come back? |
| I never come back |
| Ringsend and Compton |
| You always knew it was gonna happen |
| Ringsend. |
| the Compton of Europe |
| Drink some syrup |
| The Compton of Europe |
| Ringsend |