a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

6ix4ever - splitta lyrics

intro

we did it again (tick tock) hahaha
burrbrady yahhh
we did it again (tick tock)
sandy
oh woah, 64 64
we did it again, oh woah
64 made another hit we ain’t about tp stop that

chorus (jack jack)

supreme sweater, she know me better, woah
leg splitta, i knew when i met her, woah
its like she playing soccer she giving me headazz, woah
clock in roll out
skinny boy got gucci but it never gonna stretch out
no cap, you cap
i made my riches clocking in and never clocking out, roll out roll out

verse 1 (burrbrady & jack jack)

roll loud roll loud
(ya put a gram in the blunt right now)
you, a, hand, out
(6ix4ever by themselves right now)
ferragamo shampoo, her p-ssy bald call that caillou
pull down her drawers and we f-ck in the coupe then i lift up the doors and i blow back the roof, yea
i miss her calls i’m too busy with you, get to buying the mall need a brand new suit
need a porsche cayenne when i whip to school
got a b-tch in the pool shaking -ss so she turn it to a whirlpool
i ain’t done yet, i ain’t done yet, i ain’t done yet
(so she turn it to a whirlpool, yaaaa)
your girlfriend give me a rate 10/10 (10/10)
imma go cop me a wraith, i need it better than benz, skrr skrr
burr burr burrbrady got nerve, walk into icebox not thinking bout pearls

jack jack we done did it first, every 905 rapper be begging for verses
you washed up, i’m clean like detergent
woah, we did it again
she freaky she dirty she just like the circus, woah
i got my money up bought me a backpack
im finna show these f-ckers what i worked at

i wanna a beamer and she want a birken bag
bad mamacita but she ain’t been working me

s-xy lil mama she f-cking she sucking me christian dior on my shoes fly like a pedigree
gucci my shades i don’t wanna look all these fakes in their eyes, never think twice bout a price

b-tch i’m a thief in the night, see me in vvs diamonds its not a surprise, not a surprise
f-cking her face, she got “burrbabys” on her eye

chorus (jack jack)

verse 3 (sandy)

im rolling out (i’m rolling)
im rolling up to one of my shoes now (i’m going)
she wanna suck give blow now
she give that throat get thrown out
(only give that throat she a ugly b-tch haha)
pockets feel the weight of my check (my check my check)
8 chains on my neck (8 chains), just copped a grill
what next? baguettes
she split her legs, splitta
she swallow my kids, no spitta
don’t take her to keg dinner, i just hit her
(i just hit her don’t take her to dinner)
sandy

- 6ix4ever lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS