farski - the cut lyrics
[hook]
i just left the shop with the hottest cut
hoes be on my d-ck, cause i’m fly as f-ck
tip the barber five but it’s not enough
all these hoes are dimes that are trying f-ck
x2
[farski verse]
shout out to the barber for the m-ssive hook up
i just left the shop with the hottest new cut
and if you gotta girl n-gg- you just outta luck
f be in the cut with black smiths on
pedal to metal when your girl slip on
gucci on the floor i just put my flips on
peddle and i meddle till the boy put on
parlay for a minute then she saying putain
got her throat ho-rs- cause f got buck (ughn)
tennis with my b-lls when she show a n-gg- love
f a f-cking g so he fit in like a glove
drop a f-cking g but boy that ain’t enough
drop another l but boy that spell ove
she take a f-cking d then i’m peacing like a dove
dog -ss n-gg- got me feeling like a pug
never take an l but boy i got the plug
[hook]
i just left the shop with the hottest cut
hoes be on my d-ck, cause i’m fly as f-ck
tip the barber five but it’s not enough
all these hoes are dimes that are trying f-ck
x2
[fuego verse]
hop out the shop and i’m counting up the guala
fresh -ss cut so your boy gone holla
if she a dime then i will have to f-ck
if she hoochie, i ain’t got no time
crackle n’ pop, yeah this guy going crazy so brazy
most of your sh-t don’t amaze
your sh-t is straight up fugazi, but i’m still eating
looking like it’s fuego season
got my shape up right before the weekend
girlies is down, they all started freaking
bending her joint like ronaldo
give her that junk behind the back you can call it rondo
she had no idea what i had in store
after i k!ll a girl there is the door
hating popping and i hit em like wack-a-mole
if you got some sh-t to say get at me though
[hook]
i just left the shop with the hottest cut
hoes be on my d-ck, cause i’m fly as f-ck
tip the barber five but it’s not enough
all these hoes are dimes that are trying f-ck
x2
[bandzbond verse]
i just left the mall with a lot of bags
i just left the booth with a lot of smoke
and your wife at my show don’t why you brag
i came in too fast and said adios
i slide to the money like its cardio
these goons don’t know game but they want a name
they ain’t got what it takes so they still same
copy copy b-tches copy me
the same ones dissing me they be jacking me
my money is your answer don’t you question me
you see me on the hills from your twitter feed
slept on me wish she had a time machine
money be longer than a limousine
put that -ss on my sheets baby tell me what you need
i know you wanna end up in a magazine
bust it open for the fame just like sesame
[hook]
i just left the shop with the hottest cut
hoes be on my d-ck, cause i’m fly as f-ck
tip the barber five but it’s not enough
all these hoes are dimes that are trying f-ck
x2
Random Lyrics
- tri$ha - fuck you (cover) lyrics
- okills - menos tú lyrics
- kid cuebas - untitled banger lyrics
- vianney - moi aimer toi lyrics
- mc lan - periculoso toma lyrics
- michael campbell,styafiya, - murder plan lyrics
- money boy - trophies 2016 lyrics
- beyond - lover lyrics
- bogu - dzień po dniu lyrics
- johannes oerding - die zeit nach der zeit danach lyrics