iayze - falecia lyrics
[intro]
(b2 too official)
[chorus]
(hey, hey, hey)
i just f+cked falecia and i know that she got that sh+t on ‘er (hey, hey, hey)
i just pulled up big body and i’m lookin’ like a [loner?]
b+tch, i got some shooters at yo’ top with a ruger upon ’em
i just pulled up big body, that big body is like a [runt?]
yeah, slatt, slatt
at yo’ top, back “pop”, make ’em drop
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
[verse 1]
rich n+gga need me a keeper
no, i don’t wait, i’ma beat ’em
grab on her top then i beat it
buy some’ dope like it’s ikea
i got shooters hop up out that kia, traffic beep beepin’
the 7.62 on the choppa, up it and then we delete him (bow, bow)
b+tch, b+tch, how you like that heater?
patek tick+tocking away from overseas needed a visa
how y’all like it? b+tch i’m getting freaky, i’m making her ‘eaky
patek tick+tocking away from overseas needed a visa
(overseas needed a visa)
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
(she need her some keisha, need some keisha)
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
[chorus]
(hey, hey, hey)
i just f+cked falecia and i know that she got that sh+t on ‘er (hey, hey, hey)
i just pulled up big body and i’m lookin’ like a [loner?]
b+tch, i got some shooters at yo’ top with a ruger upon ’em
i just pulled up big body, that big body is like a [runt?]
yeah, slatt, slatt
at yo’ top, back “pop”, make ’em drop
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
[verse 2]
(that bit’ need her some keisha, that bit’ need her some keisha)
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
took her, she couldn’t believe it
hop in that whip and it’s legal
all my n+ggas they come through grave+digging like that sh+t legal
all of my n+ggas they come through facing sh+t need ’em a regal
i’m finna wet her up like that bit’ need a snorkel
she trynna get me lit, this lil’ b+tch snortin’ cocaine
i don’t care how you bleed when my n+ggas feel no pain
my shooters get at ya top, they gon’ dump it like “duh+duh+duh+dah”
i could be a keeper for falecia, she get hard c+ck
the way i be spendin’ cake, i live my life like hard k+ck
hard k+ck, hard k+ck (noddin’ off, noddin’ off)
[chorus]
(hey, hey, hey)
i just f+cked falecia and i know that she got that sh+t on ‘er (hey, hey, hey)
i just pulled up big body and i’m lookin’ like a [loner?]
b+tch, i got some shooters at yo’ top with a ruger upon ’em
i just pulled up big body, that big body is like a [runt?]
yeah, slatt, slatt
at yo’ top, back “pop”, make ’em drop
i’m f+ckin’ falecia, can’t do it sober she need her some keisha
[outro]
rich n+gga need me a keeper
no, i don’t wait, i’ma beat ’em
grab on her top then i beat it
buy some’ dope like it’s ikea (‘kea, huh)
them shooters hop out, like make it beep, beep, it beepin’
then he delete ’em, haha
hey, hey
Random Lyrics
- pow - valentine lyrics
- kit thomas - sweet release lyrics
- quarks - alles + mehr (gonzales au pianet mix) lyrics
- kubaczus - 6 zer na moim koncie lyrics
- wase - 04. new beginning lyrics
- dead poet society - 5:29:45 lyrics
- monáco (singer) - cardio lyrics
- home free - skull and bones lyrics
- claudio villa - serenata per sedici bionde lyrics
- emma russack & lachlan denton - pob lyrics