que – splash brothers lyrics
[hook: que & dee boi]
white ho, black ho, i got jungle fever
white dope, black load, i can’t even see
velcro, no strain, we rock double g
sn-tch a n-gga ho and hide her at the doubletree
you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
we eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
them n-ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b-tch i got two in the cut
splash brothers in this b-tch and they ready to shoot this sh-t up
[verse 1: que]
‘bout that velveeta, i’ll feed a n-gga sh-lls
hold up, hold the cell
shooters in the cut, posted like a scab
we ain’t plaiying no games ‘bout that bag
palm itchin’ like they got the crabs
n-gga pop bands like i pop tabs
all the diamonds in your sh-t cloudy
you should call your jeweler up and whip his -ss
tip-toeing in some double c
pinky ring worth a couple p’s
five hundred, have my young n-gga pull up
eat your face like a cup of greens
kanye n-gga, keep a kim k
all my p-ssy gotta keep a skin fade
thick shape with a super slim waist
spread that milkshake n-gga, que keep
[hook: que & dee boi]
white ho, black ho, i got jungle fever
white dope, black load, i can’t even see
velcro, no strain, we rock double g
sn-tch a n-gga ho and hide her at the doubletree
you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
we eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
them n-ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b-tch i got two in the cut
splash brothers in this b-tch and they ready to shoot this sh-t up
[verse 2: dee boi]
told her i ain’t nothing like her last man
grind a pound down to the last gram
rollin’ backwoods out a gas can
put my tru religions in the trash can
my mind gone and i’m paranoid
dawg told me that i need a cat scan
got a couple skirts and some tracking numbers
think somebody gettin’ them packs in
twenty p’s in the mini-cooper
clip long, n-gga get your ruler
got bricks foul wrapped up in the cooler
these n-ggas flexin’, don’t let ‘em fool ya
got a white girl, black girl, white girl
i’m on my piano sh-t
and i’m five height, get back
i drip wax, just like the candle lit
[hook: que & dee boi]
white ho, black ho, i got jungle fever
white dope, black load, i can’t even see
velcro, no strain, we rock double g
sn-tch a n-gga ho and hide her at the doubletree
you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much, you doin’ too much
we eating a lot so we chewin’ too much, we chewin’ too much
them n-ggas be talkin’ ‘bout shooters but b-tch i got two in the cut
splash brothers in this b-tch and they ready to shoot this sh-t up
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