azlyrics.biz
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 #

cupid fell – ringtone freestyle! lyrics

Loading...

[intro: cupid]

this is a freestyle straight off the rip
i got a bad b+tch drinking my kids
you is a goofy boy look at your fit
n+gga you trash calling it quits
give her the pickle, calling me rick
give her the pickle, give her the p+n+s
this beat was produced by cadence
you is broke give it a fix
(this a lil freestyle, i found this trash ass beat but my friend told me to rap on it so yeah, here we go)
(yuh, yuh)

[verse: cupid]
slide on the beat like dababy
got three bodies i feel like dababy
boy quit crying, you is a baby
yo eyes is red, you need some systane
he like the joker, hе is insane
why the f+ck you getting mad ovеr quickplay
i need some money, i need some quick bands
f+ck on this b+tch and she was trans (spiring)
she was transpiring
knock off your eyelid
my voice is f+cking dying oh my god
this sh+t is wack, it sound like a kenny beat
im joking i really wanna work with kenny beats
im with yo b+tch, she stroking my kenny meat
told her to bend over that b+tch is a bozo
you n+ggas internet clowns no bozo
maximillan mus, oh no no
when i’m on the beat sound like quandale dingle
+gibberish+ i don’t know know

(ima, ima let this loop for a second, yuh, yuh, yuh, okay)
im eating good you eat at mcdonalds
you n+ggas clowns like ronald mcdonald
nevermind n+gga who eats at mcdonalds
you n+ggas weird like donald duck
im with your b+tch she wanna f+ck
we f+cked and now my d+ck hurts
you n+ggas g+y like ernie and bert
ricky the boots, and v+lone the shirt
call her a water ballon she gonna squirt (n+gga i don’t even got a vlone shirt)
rob that n+gga for his v+lone shirt
just kidding b+tch ima run up the bands
im with your b+tch with my hand in her pants
im with your b+tch with my hand in her p+ssy
these n+ggas go to jail and be p+ssy
hate everyone i feel like boosie
im with your b+tch she want suck on my d+ck
and i’m finna play with her coochie, huh

[verse: davai$]
i was 16 popping a bean
i was 17 popping a perc
gone be 18 sippin on lean
getting high while i’m making this verse
i laugh and giggle while clapped in the back
im with your shorty she took off her pants
i k!ll an opp and then i do a dance
got the louis chanelly imported from france
with yo auntie and yo grandma and yo sister
diving in these b+tches they be wetter than a river
flow is so too cold, but a n+gga never shiver
in the bedder with your grandma with my hand all in her knickers
she want my wood, im not a tree
im going blind, i cannot see
she need some air, she cannot breathe
b+tch gotta go, b+tch gotta leave
b+tch made a mess, all on my sheets
she like a dog, eating my treats
she not even bad, she just a treesh
thats how you know she belong to the streets



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...