[Intro: KUTE] Good to beam up, Scotty Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— (It's a smash) Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
[Verse 1: $crim & KUTE] What? What? What? What? (Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm—) What? What? What? What? (Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—) I put hemis in my auto with the speed up to my partner Oh, da Vinci code my bloodline, paint your face like Leonardo I'm a Grey stepper, off that eighth letter, check my cardiac More turnt than a Maury show when he say, "You are not the dad" (G) Grade A gang, stay in their lane, with that A (R) Relapsed off them bars before, I know all about that (E) Enigma, my stigmata, baby momma holla (Y) Yung Christ, baby, I was sent here just to die
[Break: KUTE] Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
[Verse 2: Germ] Ah, ah, ah-ah, ah Pray to the Grey, P-R-A-Y my E-Y-E see that they know pain today (Yeah) Rollin' the blacks or rollin' the crack I see your face, it always say What if I couldn't find a body? Sloppy, hotty, likely crashed the Mase' The odds that I hurt them off the [?] Side past this hoe, oh, that's your shawty Put up, you better shut up Rap that you pulled that heart out with that cutter Barber with me, hittin' on the clock [?] on me, I'ma clean up the block Thinkin' my moves, I do that a lot Rocks in my crock, coulda bought me a yacht Live life like the ocean, I need a lifeguard, oh God
[Break: KUTE] Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—
[Verse 3: Ruby da Cherry] Yeah Slam the fuckin' ground, lil' shawty tryna fuck me up Spin that 'round and 'round, my head feels like tires on a bus No fuckboys allowed, Grey*59, this an exclusive club They looked like I drowned, all these diamonds got quality cuts From the section of story (Ayy), legend of the [?] (Ayy) Led my dope election, [?] (Ayy) I'm the roach of misery, my feet are fuckin' blistering (Ayy) I'm not even there yet, but I know you'll stop whistling (Ayy)
[Outro: KUTE] Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .44 up off the dresser, now I'm— Bubble bath and get my .4—, bubble bath and get my .4—Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
