Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Adam Sandler, artist - YNW Melly. Album song Melly vs. Melvin, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: P2019
Song language: English
Adam Sandler |
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 |