paroles de chanson Krunk - Sad Night Dynamite

Famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous
Famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous
Titty T-Titty T-Titty Titty, Titty Krunk
I don′t wanna tell you but I'm feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captain′s high
On the coast I'm a scary guy
Titty T-Titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don't wanna tell you but I′m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captain′s high
On the coast I'm a scary guy
Margaret, won′t you get yourself a new face-lift
I'm tired, I′ve been looking your way
And your face has gone through some changes
All good though, Titty, don't care if you lose your features (come on, kid)
No prize if you′ve got enough eyes
But your bum don't look like two peaches
Oh my god, Krunk king God, Krunk killed God, Krunk is God (kid, just calm down, knowin' the poor man)
Famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous Titty
The famous
Tread the line dealer
Jesus won′t heal ya
Krunk you sick fuck they′re fat enough creature
Only on Sunday
Gather to feast Sundaes
Clocking the town people go weak at the knee (okay)
Le freak of the tower, wait in line for about an hour
Just to shoot up her skirt and take a photo, that's girl power
See my house, yeah it′s made of fucking cake
The walls, the floors, the halls, I've even got a lake
Yeah pop back evil that suffer the mind
Thinking I′m out of the light children all told that they shine
Catching the wind on a chime
Being that fat is a crime, oh well
There goes your skin stretching all over your thighs
First, you gonna tell me I lie, then you'll go home and you′ll cry
Eat a tub of whatever suits you and ink over the dye
Titty T-Titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don't wanna tell you but I'm feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captain′s high
On the coast I′m a scary guy
Titty T-Titty T-Titty Titty Titty Krunk
I don't wanna tell you but I′m feeling your junk
Rock the boat, think the captain's high
On the coast I′m a scary guy