Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Bali Baby

Sticks

 

Sticks

(album: RESURRECTION - 2018)


Brazy, brazy, brazy
She's alive, muah!

I'm on my bag, that's why they mad
What you say before? I already had
Ain't no witnesses, bitch I got a mask
If this is a school, I'm head of the class
Pussy niggas thinking they got a pass
Jimmy Neutron on a mic, gotta blast
Broke niggas, need to put you in casks
Blue bills on me, I make 'em last
(I make 'em last, skirt, skrrt)
Get behind the wheel, I'm doing the dash
Foreign car, riding, I might just crash
I don't gotta note, I paid it in cash
Don't compare to me, your pussy is trash
Seeing through these niggas like they some glass
Hot designer on me, weighing right past
If you wanna smoke, then little bitch ask

Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, you bome with the sticks
You talking that shit, so bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, you bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Do Houdini on 'em, I'm doing tricks

Whipping the wrist, so icy I'm sick
He wanna pick, get off my dick
I don't fit a finger, I set out hits
Talking all that bull, cause I am the shit
This is a battle, I'm sinking your ship
You know it's me, I'm blowing a kiss
Keep it on you, niggas strapped to the hip
Pop a nigga just like he was a zit
I do not remember you
Got niggas around the perimeter
She hitting and that was her limiter
She tried me and that was the end of her
Discovering new flows, like I am Christopher
Making new rules, like I'm the senator
Talking big words, like this is literature
Spitting hot bars, yeah, that is my finisher

Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, you bome with the sticks
You talking that shit, so bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, you bome with the sticks
Talking that shit, bome with the sticks
Do Houdini on 'em, I'm doing tricks

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?