henny buxaplenty - benihanas lyrics
[hook]:
henny buxaplenty making all these benihanas
lie about the d-ck you took, we know you took a lotta
f-ckin’ all the b-tches, yeah thats the tropicana
pulled down my pants, cause you know, i know you wanna
f-ck and leave, please save me all the drama
counting all these bands, meditating, dalai lama
kurt cobain, a n-gga gettin to nirvana
yeah… rockin’ all designer
[bridge]:
no need to decipher, when i get v-g-n-
i don’t need a reminder
f-ck f-ck p-ss then on to my riders
leave her stranded and her p-ssy is wider
dug her hole out, as if i was a miner
these b-tches f-cked me even when i was a minor
criticize me, and my bars will get nicer
put me on a pedestal
i’m gonna climb higher than a hiker
f-cked his girlfriend, and n-gga still love her
i’m why no one got trust for they lovers
smoking on that bonfire, like donald glover
stop askin questions, get ya mind out the gutter
broke that n-gga jaw, now he speak with a stutter
i’m using guns, you n-ggas still got cutters
caught lackin’, n-gga ran, that’s the road runner
the n-gga disappeared, like he the nightcrawler
(#trappin’)
i be wile e. coyote, nut around her mouth
and now she got a goatee
red dot, cyclops, i smoked you like a bogey
pulled out the staff, so she called me sarutobi
lock code 3 sixes, unholy
these n-ggas shapeshifters, yeah, call em mystique
in this generation, n0body is unique
no feelings, just back up the p-ssy
bux got the red hair, demon like ak-ma
i could f-ck ya b-tch, while i’m rocking suede pumas
born in the 90’s, like the blue barracudas
wifey hair dyed, yeah her sh-t lookin’ fuschia
bux got holy d-ck, buddha hallelujah
spittin’ hot fire, no showers without a loofah
read the bible, and i was f-cking with judas
chop a n-gga in his face, and it’ll look gruesome
n-gga ain’t sh-t, he’s a loser
tie rocks to his body, feed him to the sharks ’round cuba
yeah all my ‘boyz n the hood’, like gooding jr
always feeling super duper, riding with my shooters in a uber
f-ck so much cougars, startover baby boomer
getting top, while i chop it up with lucifer
yeah that’s my dad, he taught me ’bout a ruger
buck a n-gga head, brain f-cked, like a tumor
[hook]:
henny buxaplenty making all these benihanas
lie about the d-ck you took, we know you took a lotta
f-ckin’ all the b-tches, yeah thats the tropicana
pulled down my pants, cause you know, i know you wanna
f-ck and leave, please save me all the drama
counting all these bands, meditating, dalai lama
kurt cobain, a n-gga gettin to nirvana
yeah… rockin’ all designer
[bridge]:
no need to decipher, when i get v-g-n-
i don’t need a reminder
f-ck f-ck p-ss then on to my riders
leave her stranded and her p-ssy is wider
dug her hole out, as if i was a miner
these b-tches f-cked me even when i was a minor
criticize me, and my bars will get nicer
put me on a pedestal
i’m gonna climb higher than a hiker
f-cked his girlfriend, and n-gga still love her
i’m why no one got trust for they lovers
smoking on that bonfire, like donald glover
stop askin questions, get ya mind out the gutter
broke that n-gga jaw, now he speak with a stutter
i’m using guns, you n-ggas still got cutters
caught lackin’, n-gga ran, that’s the road runner
the n-gga disappeared, like he the nightcrawler
(#trappin’)
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