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 #

doechii - yucky blucky fruitcake (slowed and chopped) lyrics

[intro]
doechii, doechii
you forgot to turn the chicken down
you forgot to turn the chicken down
doechii, doechii
you forgot to turn the chicken down
some, some, some, some, some
(some, some, some, some, some)
(some, some, some, some, some)

[verse]
i f+ck with junie b., barbara was my idol
had to wear my attitude to every dance recital
in my black taylor chucks, the ones that laced up
to my thighs, lisa frank lipstick on my eyes+eyes
weird girl activity, black b+tch nativity
spy girl erotica, bucket hat from nautica
cl+t throbbing, i start sobbing watching narnia
i been winning trophiеs since fear factor
i was earning mеdals the same rate you basic b+tches learned how to use protractors
foot been on their necks before chiropractor
but i gave all the game boys cooties
most of y’all are the type of kids i’d hate
if i was the monster under your beds, you’d be the kids i ate
if i was a man your mom f+cked, i’d f+ck her right in your face
and take you and your siblings on a domino’s pizza+pizza
d+mn, gen x baby going crazy+crazy, cam
back when i was rhyming on my green+green, ham
edited my pictures with the micro+micro, filters
i was making trillers way before they, ‘fore they, “trillers”
sixth grade, every n+gga pressured+pressured, f+ck
while y’all was givin’ it up, i was, i was, looks
custom+made drip with the pastry couture
selling silly bandz from my desk+desk, drawer
singing karaoke while my mom was at the store (you are)
scared that she would walk in on me singing paramore (the only exception)
while y’all was sticking house keys in motherf+cking sockets (you are)
i was stuffing all y’all lunch moneys in my pockets
please, stop it
i’m in to blow up like the white thing that soda rockets
talking back to my teachers, i’m out of pocket
got so much sh+t on my chest, yo, i need to drop it
dribbling inside my journal, kiss my locket
let the paper soak my tears up, ultra+ultra, +min
ooh, i need to let it out (let it out)
i gotta, i gotta, out (let it out)
[bridge]
uninvited and i’m undercover
undivided+vided, undiscovered
uninvited+vited, undercover
but i never liked ’em, liked ’em, forever f+ck ’em

[outro]
wow, haha
that was quite the introduction, doechii
everybody, give it up for doechii
(that was really inappropriate)
give it up for doechii
(did she say “food stamps”?)
okay, we’re going to have to have a talk after class, okay?

- doechii lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS