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a-f-r-o - sunshine and flowers lyrics

[hook]
working on the boulevard she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
saying that she want fro, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
you high? i’m high! now, that high, h-ll no

[verse 1]
f-ck you money grubbing, hungry hungry hippo -ss b-tches
get in the kitchen, wash the dishes
the smartest thing to come out of your mouth, my d-ck
that’s why you shouldn’t speak unless you spoken to, b-tch
i don’t give a f-ck, my zipper’s stuck
if i put my d-ck in your mouth you’d finally shut the f-ck up
your p-ssy look like chapped lips, catfish
black d-ck in that p-ssy, that i call an access
on that fat tip, you whack b-tch
you suck hard
you f-ck yourself daily with the head of a guitar
the medal in your garage, a fellow would rather die
i, label your p-ssy decl-ssified
your stank p-ssy smell like sewers and old sneakers
fourteen, you first got popped like old speakers
i hate hardheaded concrete b-tches
promiscuous, k!ll yourself b-tches

[hook]
working on the boulevard she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
saying that she want ‘fro, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
you high? i’m high! now, that high, h-ll no

[verse 2]
aiming for a dollar, eamon tried to holler
sk-nk named carla, sucked the whole casa
everybody standing in a parlour
b-tches bring drama
but every stank b-tch get karma
how you a ho when you got a daughter
you moby d-ck, bloated b-tch, stomach big
looking like you flaunt it
p-ssy open, close like a locker
’bout to smack the hoes with maraccas
i blame it on obama
g-ngb-ng to harlem
sneak drinking vodka
cost a lot for the b-tch to get cheap bottles
p-ssy like an engine and your throat is the throttle
trailer trash [carla ?], ugly b-tch you are not a model
suck d-ck today and tomorrow
giving rich n-ggas instagram follows
big-headed b-tches
b-tches heads look like astronaut helmets
b-tch f-ck you!

[hook]
working on the boulevard she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
saying that she want fro, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
you high? i’m high! now, that high, h-ll no

working on the boulevard she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
saying that she want fro, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
you high? i’m high! now, that high, h-ll no

- a f r o lyrics

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