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 #

idontknowjeffery - lapdance lyrics

[intro]
alright you want me to blow up?
you want me to blow up
i got you, uh
yeah, i know- i know what i gotta do
ready to blow up right now
p-ss me that c4, i’ll blow up

[verse 1]
yeah i wrap myself in dynamite like i’m tryna die tonight
yeah they kicked me out the afterlife cause they found a pocket knife
i can’t wait to f-ck myself tonight just like hermaphrodite
she selling p-ssy online, she shipping overnight
yes sir
my music out here starting sh-t i’ll cause an argument
n-gg- i don’t need no compliment i’m already confident
since the world is on my d-ck again i’ma f-ck a continent
i’m in jimmy john’s with no money just eating condiments
call the sherrif n-gg- jeffery standing on our lawn again
why’s he in our yard again, wearing dad’s cardigan
4:30 in arlington, we still partying
name one n-gg- harder than
n-gg- you don’t even know where to begin
doctor jefferey spit the truth and sh-t and get crucifixed
i think i want a stupid b-tch to split rophy’s with
a yo i’m innocent
i go to dinner with a tinder b-tch
this an experiment i put my ear in it
yeah i’m walking like i’m wounded look at jeffery stumble
americano, out in europe f-cking hoes on b-mble
shorty you know i’m a stunna, what’s your f-ckin’ number?
now we eating benihana’s, smokin’ dope and b-mpin’ gunna
i’m playing with these b-tches man i just dont give a d-mn
i’m cleaning out my bank account out again, spic and span
b-tch so f-ckin’ nasty she got banned from onlyfans

[hook]
grown -ss man, smokin’ dope and sag pants
extra money on me i’ma cop a lap dance
still got money on me i’ma cop a lap dance
hit to atm shorty this ya’ last chance
know i got them bands baby holla at ya’ mans

[verse 2]
yeah i’ma cop a lap dance
that b-tch is trashy and i’m a trash can
my b-tch a dancer but she don’t tap dance
yo, who tryna f-ck a black man?
boy i ain’t fell off i fell off the wagon
i’m in yo’ crib i’m in yo’ medicine cabinet (d-mn)
now you got some pills that i ain’t got quit braggin’
my stripper b-tch she get them racks, i get a fraction
i’m b-mpin’ mack-10 smokin’ a wax pen
i know the ice thin, but i’m stomping on it
ain’t it?

[hook]
grown -ss man, still sag pants
extra money on me, hold up hold up
extra money on me i’ma cop a lap dance
still got money on me i’ma cop a lap dance
hit to atm shorty this ya’ last chance
know i got them bands, come and holla at ya’ mans

- idontknowjeffery lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS