Plaushtique
Uh, yeah
I got a plastic bag on my window
They tried to steal my car, but they didn't win though
They got my homies ride, but they didn't get far though
They took that bitch and then they crashed it like a T-bone
Now, just the day before in my rear-view mirror I saw the person behind me get a little bit rearer
A big ass jeep, it came and whipped it, it made the girl scream
Her mouth all open, I could see every one of her teeth
We was only on our way to get some crickets
Little did we know that our day would be just like GTA
Welcome to The Valley, it's just like G. T. A
You look down any alley, you'll find someone turning someone gay
But then if you go up and tell em' to stop all that queerin' around
Next thing you know they got you turnin' around
You tell em' to get in line, but they won't do it without a dime, dime, dime, dime, dime, dime
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Yuh! Yuh
I just saw this hoe lookin' just like my bag
Plastic as fuck, she need a price tag
And speakin' of tags, she had one on her shirt
It was Nirvana
She out here thinkin' that's her favorite brand
Dis' bitch so plastic, she probably fuckin' with Ken Dolls
I wonder
Does this guy even have balls?
Fuckin' and suckin', but its all for nothin
She takin' yo' money, Ken
Her lips-a need a plumpin
She tryin' to look like a pumpkin
Before she had nothin', but now she have them big ol' titties makin' me suck 'em
Yeah
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Jesus Christ, my saving grace
Yuh! Yuh
She shitted on top of my face
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Jesus Christ, my saving grace
Yuh! Yuh
She shitted on top of my face
Please help me, I cannot see anything!
I got a plastic bag on my window
They tried to steal my car, but they didn't win though
They got my homies ride, but they didn't get far though
They took that bitch and then they crashed it like a T-bone
Now, just the day before in my rear-view mirror I saw the person behind me get a little bit rearer
A big ass jeep, it came and whipped it, it made the girl scream
Her mouth all open, I could see every one of her teeth
We was only on our way to get some crickets
Little did we know that our day would be just like GTA
Welcome to The Valley, it's just like G. T. A
You look down any alley, you'll find someone turning someone gay
But then if you go up and tell em' to stop all that queerin' around
Next thing you know they got you turnin' around
You tell em' to get in line, but they won't do it without a dime, dime, dime, dime, dime, dime
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Yuh! Yuh
I just saw this hoe lookin' just like my bag
Plastic as fuck, she need a price tag
And speakin' of tags, she had one on her shirt
It was Nirvana
She out here thinkin' that's her favorite brand
Dis' bitch so plastic, she probably fuckin' with Ken Dolls
I wonder
Does this guy even have balls?
Fuckin' and suckin', but its all for nothin
She takin' yo' money, Ken
Her lips-a need a plumpin
She tryin' to look like a pumpkin
Before she had nothin', but now she have them big ol' titties makin' me suck 'em
Yeah
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I like it on my feet, yes
Plastic! Plastic
I like to eat it
Plastic! Plastic
I put it on my feet, yes
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Jesus Christ, my saving grace
Yuh! Yuh
She shitted on top of my face
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Now she's sitting on top of my face
Yuh! Yuh
Jesus Christ, my saving grace
Yuh! Yuh
She shitted on top of my face
Please help me, I cannot see anything!
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Writer(s): Hugh Jonér
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