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DJ Mustard

Burn Rubber

 

Burn Rubber

(альбом: Ketchup - 2013)


[Hook:]
I tell her: burn rubber on a fuck nigga
Old pussy-ass niggas, no luck for 'em
Got a hundred on bottles, club fuck with him
Keep dimes on lock, no ducks with him
He got bad bitches, only bad bitches
Only eat her out at my table
We like: "fuck niggas fuck pussy niggas"
Niggas mad they ain't able

[Verse 1:]
I'm in the grey Bentley, doing like a buck fifty
Ten thousand, looking like a buck fifty
When the song come on, do the ratchet
Keep rubber bands popping, no practice
Got mollies on mollies, she acting
But I only fuck with models and actresses
Fuck niggas fuck, fuck niggas
We getting money, we don't fuck with you niggas
I'm like burn rubber on a fake bitch
Your weave ain't right, you a snake bitch
When the song come on, they gon' hate this
Tell the DJ: "now bitch, play this"
I'm in the drop-top Maserati with the skirt on the skirt
Looking like a G, I put that on the turf
For whatever it's worth, niggas soft as Nerf
And if you ain't getting money, better go to church

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I'm like: "fuck niggas fuck pussy niggas"
Pussies catch feelings, I don't trust pussy niggas
Yuck, bitch... youse a dumb bitch
You the type of nigga see a trap thick and duck, bitch
Got a cousin that's rolling, got a bitch in the Hoover's
My big titty bitch give me free wings from Hooters
I got Porsches that got horses
Got the plugs on drugs, nigga, who needs sources?
And I don't like the way you niggas act
And I don't like the way you niggas rap
And I don't like the way you say you niggas trap
But it take a year to pair a nigga back
And I could put that on everything
VVS diamond jewels, I'll put that on everything
I could put that on everything
I'm from where gangbangin's not an option
He asked me where I'm from, I told him
"Nigga, I'm from Bompton"

[Bridge:]
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga vigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
Nigga, nigga I'm from Bompton

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I'm in a Greystone on a Sunday
And when your boy hit the club, bet they know money
YSL with the motherfucking Rollie
And if your girl wanna fuck, better show me
Twenty-deep with the motherfucking homies
Got Colony jumping on a Monday
Got Supper Club going on a Tuesday
I'll fuck a basketball wife with a booty
I might wife the bitch with a few gifts
Know some Hollywood bitches who can suck dick
And if you put 'em on tape, they'll love it
Fucked a couple big stars, I don't judge it
I'm nasty, I'll kiss her in public
To keep it real, on God, I don't trust it
I'm just thugging no loving
No roses, just fuck, fucking
(We like: "fuck niggas fuck pussy niggas")
(We like: "fuck niggas fuck pussy niggas")

[Hook]

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