Songtexte Crisco (feat. ssolumm) [Live] - JTL Jaido

Yeah yeah yeah
Got like two zips in my bookbag
And when I'm hittin from the back she better look back

Alright let's go
Okay let's go let's go let's go

Yeah I been fuckin' on your bitch ho
Got a bad bitch pop it like it's Crisco
I like the way you talk back give me lip ho
And when I go to sleep she wonder where the dick go

Yeah I'm sorry baby cruising down your block in San Francisco
I been smokin' hella weed I'm gettin lit ho
I got a bitch back at home she's playin mind games
But I got this dick in her throat she like it sideways

Like what you lookin' at my bag for
Like I can't only fuck with bitches if they bad ho
Yeah and if that ass isn't fat ho
Then I'ma pull up on my last ho

Yeah like bitch what you mad for? Why you talkin' to me like I was a asshole
Yeah she eat me up like Benibachi on a late night
When I'm smokin' on this weed I'm about to take flight

Treat that shit like date night
And she pull up give me pussy every dang night
And you know that brain nice yeah
Cause she playin' with my diamonds yeah she treat that shit like stained dice

Yeah like I ain't got a fuckin' 40 in my kitchen and I'll take the top off like some shaved ice
I be fuckin' on your bitch that's my main type
Think I fucked her so good yeah she came twice

Yeah you can't get your bitch back
So when I pop it at the club go get your shit back
Bitch signing X's and O's like a tic-tac-toe
I don't wanna make it known but damn she a ho

Yeah she pulled up to my last show
Started fuckin' on this bitch in the back row
Once again I'ma ask what you mad for
Bitch you the motherfuckin' asshole

I been fuckin' on your bitch ho
Got a bad bitch pop it like it's Crisco
I like the way you talk back give me lip ho
And when I go to sleep she wonder where the dick go

Yeah I'm sorry baby cruising down your block in San Francisco
I been smokin' hella weed I'm gettin lit ho
I got a bitch back at home she's playin mind games
But I got this dick in her throat she like it sideways

Like what you lookin' at my bag for
Like I can't only fuck with bitches if they bad ho
Yeah and if that ass isn't fat ho
Then I'ma pull up on my last ho

Yeah like bitch what you mad for? Why you talkin' to me like I was a asshole
Yeah she eat me up like Benibachi on a late night
When I'm smokin' on this weed I'm about to take flight

Way I'm smokin' on this gas finna pass out
Shorty got her ass out want me to beat her back down
Know they hella mad cause they seein' all my motion
I'ma smooth ass jit yeah I'm feelin' like some lotion

Yeah I feel like Ludacris in '04 I got the potion
Yeah pop my shit like Crisco bitch I've been cold
So much drip on me lil' baby need a raincoat
She just wanna dance I told her it's take two to tango

Ah where I can't go
They be talkin' like they with it they just mangoes
Sweet every time I touch the beat Yeah you know I bring the heat
Yeah she said she wanna meet so I know she want the

Yeah I think you get the picture
Just like a broken collarbone they ain't fuckin' with you
I don't keep a side hoe yeah my main delicious
But I got another hoe just for repetitions

It's practice