Blood On the Dance Floor feat. Voxout - Curse Like Medusa Lyrics

Lyrics Curse Like Medusa - Blood On the Dance Floor feat. Voxout



I be lurking...
Pop, pop, pop it like a semi-automatic
Finger on the switcher, turn a sunny day into a tragic
Make you working laid, Gianni with Versace
Fuck you gently, with my jeans, already drop bomb
[?] on my head, time like a weapon, my eyes are glowin' red...
Curse soul, like I medusa, rockin' the moola
Bought a new whip, you can get it losers
I'ma boss in the chair with my foot up
I'm royalty when I get my dick sucked
And lately I just don't give a fuck
You can love me or hate me, I'm still in obsession
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash
Don't fuck with me
I'm gonna make your girlfriend in love with me
I'll turn your day into a tragedy
How dare you have the audacity?
It's a rat-race, you ain't passin' me
Don't give a fuck if you laugh at me
Just give me your verse and 'bout by the beat
With the hits, with the team, I'm undefeated
It's the feed, I'ma feed, if you challenge me
She's medusa and she's got my head wrapped up in her legs
The Feds are knocking down my door
But she won't let me out of bed
She's my queen and I'm a King [?] do anything
You know I'm not a human being
Make to the game, this ain't no fling
Knock your [?] till I'm pop it
Till the day my body droppin'
You can suck my hairy cock, if you thinkin' that I'm not
Mixin' out of, bring it back, I'ma shock, but I'm dark
I'm the wrip, doctor x-rayed and he couldn't find my heart
I kill with purpose, call me sergeant
In the night lurking and they working
I am the monster, you [?]
Stepping lobster, flight like [?]
On the better prophet, never gonna stop it
Till I'ma topic, always be dropping
You just pop it, more toxic
More [?], meet me in the moshpit
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash
I be lurking...
I be lurking...
I be lurking...
Fuck you, fuck you gently with a chainsaw
Fuck you, fuck you gently with a chainsaw
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash
(Curse like Medusa)
I'm not under your bed, I'm inside of your head
(Curse like Medusa)
America's most wanted, but I'm makin' cold cash



Writer(s): Jesus Torres


Blood On the Dance Floor feat. Voxout - Hollywood Death Star
Album Hollywood Death Star
date of release
05-09-2019



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