Alien Talk
I fuck wit alien talk
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walkin' wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
Bitch you's bum
You got dat look of a op
Yeah if you got problems wit me
Then go talk to my brother's, my gang and my mob
Yeah move wit dat big body merc
Got dat big body truck got dat big cup of wock
Yeah let run back to dah- (whooh, whooh)
Yeah got these stone all on my body
Bitch my wrist is two degrees (cold)
Run dat pussy up that boy got sliced and now we got him weak
Start dat Tonka rev it up cause we gon travel highspeeds
I be walking wit my strap bitch who said I ain't got it on me
I blew up since 2004
(Yeah money be talkin' like demons ain't enough I gotta get more)
Yeah I popped like C4
Yeah Osama Binladin my bro
(Yeah go high straight to the sky that shit got G's wit all dat fire)
I fuck wit alien talk
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walking wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
Alien talk comes from the sky but only talk straight from dah mind
You not same if you got brain into the night
Bitches hit me up to buy dem bags bitch you ain't fucking mine
Like hol' up wait huh just go back into dat line
Nah I can not fuck wit dat bitch
She got a mind of mole like a troll
Fucking my gang at the crib wit my money
Like that bitch is digging for gold
Run up yo friend wit dat' dick
From the back to dah' the front and you won't even know
Telling you we got dat alien talk but you wanna be like a hoe
I fuck wit alien talk
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walking wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walkin' wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
Bitch you's bum
You got dat look of a op
Yeah if you got problems wit me
Then go talk to my brother's, my gang and my mob
Yeah move wit dat big body merc
Got dat big body truck got dat big cup of wock
Yeah let run back to dah- (whooh, whooh)
Yeah got these stone all on my body
Bitch my wrist is two degrees (cold)
Run dat pussy up that boy got sliced and now we got him weak
Start dat Tonka rev it up cause we gon travel highspeeds
I be walking wit my strap bitch who said I ain't got it on me
I blew up since 2004
(Yeah money be talkin' like demons ain't enough I gotta get more)
Yeah I popped like C4
Yeah Osama Binladin my bro
(Yeah go high straight to the sky that shit got G's wit all dat fire)
I fuck wit alien talk
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walking wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
Alien talk comes from the sky but only talk straight from dah mind
You not same if you got brain into the night
Bitches hit me up to buy dem bags bitch you ain't fucking mine
Like hol' up wait huh just go back into dat line
Nah I can not fuck wit dat bitch
She got a mind of mole like a troll
Fucking my gang at the crib wit my money
Like that bitch is digging for gold
Run up yo friend wit dat' dick
From the back to dah' the front and you won't even know
Telling you we got dat alien talk but you wanna be like a hoe
I fuck wit alien talk
(Yea add some jellybeans into the wock)
Got dat pussy wet oh yeah she need a mop
(I just bought a Tonka from the shop yeah
A lot bands income don't stop)
Yeah I just go straight to designer I be walking like the shop
I don't fuck all you bums that look like you just woke up
You be walking wit dat apple but no money for dem call
Bitch don't worry bout that whip if you got vision like a moth
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