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 #

c flames - horror freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: c flames]
i dont see how yall rats gon’ put a wire on
then come back to the streets without a firearm
im looking forward, dont ask me about a prior song
rap star/ghost writer you can buy a song
i bought a rope for your neck, come here try it on
i break your neck and your back like kia song
i smack sisters and all, dont play nia long
he dont see n0body, why is that? cause his eye is gone
n-ggas i grew up with on that water, they be fried and gone
smoking like michael phelps, welcome to the triathlon
crazy in the head, so you better move it right along
im on my sh-t, cub and gotti, right or wrong
he soft and sweet, cinnamon m-ffin
b-tch i got these girls dreaming like they jennifer hudson
i f-ck around and f-ck your mother, you ain’t swimming in nothing
im a old young n-gga, like benjamin b-tton
now tell the truth babygirl you dont know hotter
and if you say you do, then boo you know nada
now let me see you make it bounce like a low rider
then do a trick with my b-lls like a globetrotter
i went up in it barefaced like a old robber
but i ain’t nut up in her cause you know that ho swallow
erupting like a volcano, im so lava
and i dont do the speaking in public so dont bother
my girl keep claiming she a cl-ssy chick
say i be f-cking anything i got a trashy d-ck
but let me f-ck her every night, thats a nasty b-tch
i dont slip and slide, never will daddy trick
man im hearing you be ratting, dont ask me sh-t
you just another alpo, yeah a flashy snitch
i shoot ya heart when the maggy spit
im trying leave ya chest hanging like a b-tch with some saggy t-ts
12s 12s man i gotta make these baggies flip
i talk white, like a n-gga with some ashy lips
you try pull my mask off on some daphne sh-t
erase your past like i ain’t know your -ss exist
you got your blade but i bet you won’t stab a l1ck
i got something up my sleave like a magic trick
now dont make a n-gga wild out, spazz, and flip
cause half a clip, will spin you like a smashing hit
holmes i dont have doubts i am so for sure
that these slugs gone walk through you like a open door
chris paul, 12 gauge be my okafur
n-gga not even tom thibodeau can coach this bull, nah

- c flames lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS