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 #

fr4nkie - janis joplin lyrics

[chorus: fr4nkie]
mathematics
in the tea and no more manners till it vanish
acrobatics
call me novak true you know that i got rackets
town called malice
grafter in the capitals then empty in the brackets
h+lla tackle chopper harris
sat with jagger in the manor talking palace
should be embarrassed
got ya’ plug to call my blower like with business who ya’ pal is
tea line bubble like a chalice
don’t know what you got until it’s gone word up to janis

[verse 1: fr4nkie]
weed too loud turned the mic and got some feedback
one+on+one i’m set to bag it like i’m isak
line banging, tell a friend and get a free pack
in the tea not going out like lee mack
gang don’t dance but the summat make ya’ lean back
and he’ll drive you way up yorkshire for a free stat
money be my aphrodisiac
don’t make sense when ya’ f+cking with the team, ah
see ‘em wrap him in a g+pass
high score since 302 on seatbacks
dauphinois potato with the sea bass
ain’t getting money better focus like a c+max
[chorus: fr4nkie]
mathematics
in the tea and no more manners till it vanish
acrobatics
call me novak true you know that i got rackets
town called malice
grafter in the capitals then empty in the brackets
h+lla tackle chopper harris
sat with jagger in the manor talking palace
should be embarrassed
got ya’ plug to call my blower like with business who ya’ pal is
tea line bubble like a chalice
don’t know what you got until it’s gone word up to janis

[verse 2: fr4nkie]
come through, make it flip like prince naseem
you ain’t seen this money in ya’ flipping dreams
been about since a teen shotting tings to fiends
big frank i got bars like winson green
i was with beezy, we was banging weezy
and if you knew the half of it, swear you wouldn’t believe me
f+ck about ya’ ep, p+ssy i ain’t easy
fam i think i’m mega man, come through with the tt
come through with the tt, fam i think i’m mega man
bring it to ya’ mumzy’s tryna knock me for a leg of lamb
donny got the magic whip to ball into a seven+gram
sat and watched his mother smoke the lot right off a stella can
bag of talk, so what you telling man?
bro i got free smoke, make me send it man
i was in the o2, opp ting tryna top me up i beg you credit man
it’s nothing
[chorus: fr4nkie]
mathematics
in the tea and no more manners till it vanish
acrobatics
call me novak true you know that i got rackets
town called malice
grafter in the capitals then empty in the brackets
h+lla tackle chopper harris
sat with jagger in the manor talking palace
should be embarrassed
got ya’ plug to call my blower like with business who ya’ pal is
tea line bubble like a chalice
don’t know what you got until it’s gone word up to janis

- fr4nkie lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS