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 #

zelly ocho - codes lyrics

okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (star boy, you’re my hero)
no, i don’t wanna have s+x
uh, i wanna f+ck a check, yeah
i wanna f+ck on a jet
b+tch, you wrong, better come correct
my bro locked up and we call and collect (woo)
we still talkin’ to go (yeah)
f+ckin’ that bit’ like i’m [?]
okay, what is you on? (yeah)
play with the gang, get gone
yeah, no way you makin’ it home (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
money on my mind all day (yeah)
i’m up countin’ that sh+t in the hallway
i got me some money, said f+ck fame
f+ck it, don’t even call me
he shot at an opp and missed, had to go to the gun range
what i spent last month, i coulda got a new chain
i need a car, give a f+ck ’bout a lease
i put my d+ck in her ear like beats
okay, suck on that d+ck, you get [?]
chop, chop, screw and i pour up the drink
okay, i pull up with big 14 (woo)
i used to walk, now i sit on the plane seat (yeah)
more racks, i’ma go get me some money
no cat, that bit’ wanna f+ck, she a ho
gotta get up and get straight to the dough (star boy)
gotta get straight to the dough
yeah, i’m geeked off four
i put the 4 in the drank, and yo’ b+tch wanna sip it, oh
i took a perc’ on the plane, didn’t make it to my show
i wanna f+ck that b+tch everywhere in the spot, we already f+cked on the floor
gotta get up and get money
i don’t know what they talkin’ ’bout, i don’t even know them though
don’t give a f+ck who you is, i don’t give a f+ck ’bout bro
yeah, that b+tch wanna ride so i said “let’s go”
i told her to go get some money, what we gon’ argue for
i was down bad broke, they ain’t even f+ck with bro
these n+ggas these days switch up for a lil’ rap dough
i ain’t bout to argue with no n+gga on instagram posts
it took a long time to get here, n+gga, i’m just tryna grow
grow, one day you gon’ blow up
show, if you said it’s smoke, then roll up
she said that she bad, so what?
he think that he know somebody, he don’t know us

- zelly ocho lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS