6 car pile up, just a mile up Sick sick sick sick x2
Eyes on me, dreams on me I'm waiting tables When I am so able When shit don't sound stable My label accomplished it I'm goin take over this In fact, I warned you bitch I'll make your tummy sick I'm on some evil shit Own this shit, scheme this shit Demons talk to me So thats who I'm leaving with If you can't feed a bitch Then you don't need a bitch I'mma slit your wrist... I'mma slit your wrist... Be quiet little lamb I need you for tonight Wanna take a ride with me? No thats the wrong seat First I tie your hands and feet Shh, don't make a peep From the trunk they can see They be bouncing with the beat
6 car pile up, just a mile up Sick sick sick sick x4
Cars in a circle Little lamb in the middle All the head lights, so bright He ain't cast a shadow off x2
'm goin put bruises on some other fine bitch I walk in and licked it And this is so vicious I gave it and hold it But no you don't need it So give that shit raw bitch You get down for me I'mma break your neck up and have it so fast I need you to know you bout to fall out Sophina And when I grow old and shit Young bloods still know this shit There is more evil then sits in the corridor I'm on some coke, and some dope And that coping shit Gimme that codeine fast I wan't that numbing shit Evil round goes around Peaking in doors and shit Looking for ho's And I am over itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
