Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pretty Bull, artist - Wiki. Album song No Mountains In Manhattan, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.08.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XL
Song language: English
Pretty Bull |
| The bottle’s out |
| The coked up models out |
| To be honest that ain’t what I’m all about |
| The goonies out |
| The intelligent girls with the booties out |
| Looking like a movie now |
| Everybody moving now |
| You know Droog’s got the loosies out |
| The dealers out |
| You just gotta feel 'em out |
| You know they trying to move the loud |
| Look |
| Even the writers is out |
| Not the type that write about what you read |
| Seem more like the sniper type |
| Get it in the height of night, dead of night |
| Let 'em light L’s in the club |
| Let 'em cyph it’ll get 'em hype |
| The bag’s out |
| You rolling up the damn blunt |
| It’s looking like a dad pouch |
| The cats and the drags out |
| Shave but the stash out |
| The ravers out, the skaters out, the haters out |
| The haters getting truck slapped |
| Kids all about the paper route |
| If you a weirdo put your hands up |
| If you got a ego just stand up, man up cause |
| I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck about y’all |
| Cause I got my whole crew coming son |
| Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one |
| I know you shook, shit sticking to the book bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck about y’all |
| Cause I got my whole crew coming son |
| Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one |
| Slicky’s through, oh shit Mykki’s through Blanco |
| I’m voguing, type of shit Wiki do |
| I’m posing looking like a pretty bull |
| Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too |
| Slicky’s through, oh shit Mykki’s through Blanco |
| I’m voguing, type of shit Wiki do |
| I’m posing looking like a pretty bull |
| Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too |
| I always pity fools, I was pitiful |
| They don’t know how to act, always grill at you |
| Then I rap all them syllables |
| Back at my pinnacle |
| I’m bashful, granted you |
| After I’m back, to Madison street not the ave |
| I speak to my lads, it’s 88 deep out at 88 Palace, yeet |
| Game face looking like I’m going weep |
| Listen to the beat, bop to it |
| Don’t drop the handle |
| Camo pant beef brocc on the dance floor |
| Can’t handle your liquor or you’re in a pickle |
| When it hits you, it gets you sick, it’s a little dribble |
| To the bathroom, long lines getting sniffled |
| That’s why I piss in the bottle in the back |
| And yell «Ballin'» throw it in the trash |
| I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck about y’all |
| Cause I got my whole crew coming son |
| Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one |
| I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch |
| I don’t give a fuck about y’all |
| Cause I got my whole crew coming son |
| Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one |
| Slicky’s through, oh shit Mykki’s through Blanco |
| I’m voguing, type of shit Wiki do |
| I’m posing looking like a pretty bull |
| Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too |
| Slicky’s through, oh shit Mykki’s through Blanco |
| I’m voguing, type of shit Wiki do |
| I’m posing looking like a pretty bull |
| Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too |