| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I’m from Atlanta
|
| I don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
|
| Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
|
| She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
|
| And I was like, «Mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?»
|
| I was like, «Mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the Plan B?»
|
| Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
|
| And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
|
| 'Cause nan' one of them fuck niggas right there ain’t rich as me
|
| I’m a real Blood, G shining, ain’t no bitch in me
|
| I’m a real nigga, no Lilo, ain’t no Stitch in me
|
| Hell nah, bitch, ain’t no switch in me
|
| Need a hundred K just to get to me
|
| And these pussy ass niggas be history
|
| Bad lil' ho, she super thick, I think this ho be hittin' me
|
| Fuck ass nigga better stop that shit 'cause killers over, oversee
|
| Overseas, overseas, got killers waitin' overseas
|
| No, wait, huh
|
| I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I’m from Atlanta
|
| I don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
|
| Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
|
| She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
|
| And I was like, «Mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?»
|
| I was like, «Mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the Plan B?»
|
| Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
|
| And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| Ooh, woah
|
| I keep a bandana on my car antenna like I’m from Atlanta
|
| I don’t wanna buy your white boy, it look funny, call it Adam Sandler
|
| Givenchy the money and splash the blue hundreds inside a Giuseppe sandal
|
| She suckin' my dick in front of the kids while they watchin' Disney Channel
|
| And I was like, «Mama, are you glad that you ain’t abort me?»
|
| I was like, «Mama, are you glad you ain’t ate the Plan B?»
|
| Your son a millionaire and he provided for his family
|
| And tell my ex-bitch to stop tryna replace me
|
| So like, to all my fans and shit, the reason I ain’t been postin' on Instagram
|
| and shit
|
| 'Cause I just got the um, permanent diamonds
|
| Twenty walk, twenty bands
|
| I gotta let go, naw, yeah, ho
|
| I don’t want no bougie bitch
|
| I just want a lame ho
|
| She was like, «Where the fuck did you go?»
|
| I was like, «Dang, ho»
|
| I went to Johnny Dang’s though |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Adam Sandler , by - YNW Melly. Song from the album Melly vs. Melvin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп