Songtexte Easter Bunny - Big Whoa The Goat

Jayy
Yeah
Whoaaa

Give her bomb dick I'm off the rope like Batista
Different state shopping This ain't no regular sneakers
Cream of the crop I'm the pick of the litter
Life is too long I'm a die a sinner
I fuck a soccer mom she was a minivan
They say that I'm brazy I look like the Candy Man
Far away, I come from Neverland
I buy her a bag and I watch her happy dance
Faking sick to get prescriptions
I was serving a junkies
He took too much molly now he got Alka-Seltzer in his tummy
School of hard knocks I could do whatever to get the money
It's the 8th of April she gone still hop on the dick like a Easter bunny
She my charm, she make me feel lucky
She call my real name when we fucking
She normally wear ice I got her bussin
Phone like beehive shit was buzzing
I could make aunts offer cousins I could make daughters offer mamas
I'm most hated it like Osama
Jammed up he prayed the Feds find me
Spin on his blocks with the shells I feel like I'm Rafael
I still don't fuck with Master Splinter because these niggas they rats and a tell
If they take me away who gone post my bail
FedEx UPS get the packs through the mail
Off a triple beam scale

Give her bomb dick I'm off the rope like Batista
Different state shopping This ain't no regular sneakers
Cream of the crop I'm the pick of the litter
Life is too long I'm a die a sinner
I fuck a soccer mom she was a minivan
They say that I'm brazy I look like the Candy Man
Far away, I come from Neverland
I buy her a bag and I watch her happy dance
Faking sick to get prescriptions
I was serving a junkies
He took too much molly now he got Alka-Seltzer in his tummy
School of hard knocks I could do whatever to get the money
It's the 8th of April she gone still hop on the dick like a Easter bunny

She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny
She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny
She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny