angelthesaucegod – hina hikawa lyrics
[chorus]
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like a motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like a motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
[verse 1]
all these dame’s feel the same
all these girls ain’t got no difference
i need to girl who just feel different
no n-gg- i ain’t simpin
just like sand i am siftin
i’m young saucegod i’m back on my bullsh-t
my ex-wife beat me and i still got bruises
(swag, ay, yuh)
[chorus]
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like a motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
[verse 2]
i feel like verstappen when i am in the whip (new whip)
ballin so hard feel like a celtic (yeah, yeah)
yes i’m heat not talking about miami
my ex-wife beat me and i still got ptsd
[outro]
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like a motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
diving in a money pool
you know i’m always gonna act like a motherf-cking fool
swag punch a b-tch
your girl coming through just to suck on my d-ck
i got so much green that i might be sick
you know i got fire, no bic
beat you like i beat my meat
she ain’t my type so i cannot keep
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