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 #

so-low - #hutchandstarsky كلمات الأغنية

i been fed up, up to my d_ck with stress bruh
gotta get spotify monthly past 100 listeners
many punks annoy me, suckahs be lacking
i might be crusin’ for a bruising’, but they askin’ for a baskin

thirty_one flavors and king k!lla robbin
running with the bat, man like my hometown was gotham
clown prince not of crime, what? but of harlem
that’s a meadowlark lemon bar and so_low globetrotting

b_tch get back_pack yo sh_t up when so_low snaps
i see red like slurpees or dyslexic moses where my staff at
k!lla got the ax, lizzie borden why you holding back
forty wacks? i’m not stoppin’ till the ax is flat

this a beat breakdown time for me to wet my feet now
peep now who the illest in the streets now
i look around, crowd lookin’ concerned
it’s you! who me? nah i’m just a worm

in the labyrinth, invite me inside to see the misses
check the vibe my eyes your b_tches give me kisses
step to the king_ k!lla is dishin’ out disses
double clutch in the whip so_low shifting the distances

ooo sweep these b_tches with the broom
i’m the main event super with the heavy monsoon
evil dead_ check how my stick go boom
back back b on these goofies scorpion harpoon

on_screen no controller don’t try to play me
i keep it wavy like the navy your sealegs are shaky
your points are pointless, my point are buoyant
pointed to dismantle your employment for my enjoyment

uppercut in the gut give a f_ck bout a buck i got cream in the truck
nut in a sl_t slap the f_ck out her b_tt slide on her like hutch
uppercut in the gut give a f_ck bout a buck i got cream in the truck
nut in a sl_t slap the f_ck out her b_tt slide on her like hutch

or was that starsky
pardon me which one of yall got a degree
i’m trying to bag me a bitty with tattoos n titties
with a pretty kitty that’s friendly but not that friendly

barsprayin_ got the sk!llet touch it feel it burner is
filletin_ knife work nice work so_low is
slayin_ freddy kruger got my glove you keep the ruger
cut you in your dreams just like i was djing

die for real, if you think so_low got no sk!ll
did a deal with death each k!ll i get a bill
see me one_on_one and get boxed up
thrown in a trunk and get trunk crushed

brown paper bag you b_tches for lunch snack pack and such
yo so_low the beat dropped_ i don’t give a f_ck
i’m callin’ out anyone callin’ me out
get your bars up b_tch, and get my d_ck out your mouth

- so low

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة