lil uzi vert - horse lyrics
[pre-hook]
mr. balmain with air force
that b-tch say that she really like my voice
i do not like her like we is divorced
shut up b-tch, don’t like your voice
i might just jump in a ‘rari
i might just jump in a porsche
what them two things got in common?
them b-tches both got the horse (giddy up!)
[hook]
hit that b-tch straight from the back
that b-tch just look like a horse
that b-tch she gon’ scream my name
until her throat getting ho-rs-
told that b-tch suck on my d-ck
i leave her p-ssy so moist
you cannot afford this umbrella
you ain’t inside of the door on rolls royce
[verse 1]
automobiles they so foreign
you worrying about a ford
n-gga tell me how you whipping
i swear i’m using a fork
boy i swear your money little
like you related to stuart
that b-tch she l1ck on the tip
ain’t my baby somebody call the stork
maxing the mac-11 with the tripper service
swear that you don’t want war
shotgun turn you to a smoothie, hit you with the uzi
swear you don’t want war
you a tough pit like a bar
tell that b-tch i got everything in the store
i remember back i was almost poor
now that b-tch p-ssy pinker than a sore
tough -ss raps they bethey be snitching in court
gang members they be talking in code like its morse
i’m the type of n-gga to handle sh-t like a dog
you the type of n-gga to fall in love with a wh0r-
back then that b-tch said i was a nerd
now that b-tch sucking on the d-ck of a god
all that got d-mn money laying on the floor
pick it up put it away treat it like a ch0r-
[pre-hook]
mr. balmain with air force
that b-tch say that she really like my voice
i do not like her like we is divorced
shut up b-tch, don’t like your voice
i might just jump in a ‘rari
i might just jump in a porsche
what them two things got in common?
them b-tches both got the horse (giddy up!)
[hook]
hit that b-tch straight from the back
that b-tch just look like a horse
that b-tch she gon’ scream my name
until her throat getting ho-rs-
told that b-tch suck on my d-ck
i leave her p-ssy so moist
you cannot afford this umbrella
you ain’t inside of the door on rolls royce
[verse 2]
margiela made out of cow
them b-tchesmake you feel like a goat
on my neck got fifty thou
diamond wet just like a boat
money is sitting in pile
you is upset because you in a hole
i’m spending the most
i swear that thick b-tch is doing the most
rolling with my brother like the master
choking on her neck anaconda
roll around with tina on my hip
who the f-ck is that? oh that’s just the llama
f-ck on that b-tch on her pajamas
f-ck 12 skirt off panamera
choke on her tail ruin her mascara
looking at a millionaire in the mirror
running the game like a track
swear you my son, not your dad
vvs on my right wrist
vvs on my left wrist
i just f-cked on my right b-tch
then i f-ck on my left b-tch
that p-ssy pop like a rari
that p-ssy yeah it got grip
[hook]
hit that b-tch straight from the back
that b-tch just look like a horse
that b-tch she gon’ scream my name
until her throat getting ho-rs-
told that b-tch suck on my d-ck
i leave her p-ssy so moist
you cannot afford this umbrella
you ain’t inside of the door on rolls royce
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