WørstHUGH - Fing Fang Foom paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Fing Fang Foom - WørstHUGH



Yeah, woah, uh
On my bag
All about my bag, yeah yeah
Woah woah
Woah woah
Don't know what to say, yeah
Ever since we ended
Bitch I'm all about my bag
Don't care bout' our history
That shit is in the past
Left me with a hole
And now I'm fillin' it with cash, huh
You can't get it back, huh
Left her in the past
Left her in the past
Too bad, too bad, huh, too bad
My heat talk like its Fing Fang Foom
Don't need gas cuz' it run on fumes
When it speaks said it don't like whom
Woah woah
Don't like you
She got no hobbies, yeah
Tell me to fuck on her harder, yeah
Shawty she callin' me papi, uh
Knowing she missing a father, yeah
Shawty is a yellow skin
When I hit it from the back
It's looking like a redbone
First class when I'm flying out
Cuz yeah I need the leg room
Make a wish
And then they try to sell it up on let go
Get it back
First flight wasn't bad
Third one jetty lag
Woah woah
Picked up where I started last
Laser point like mini tag
She wan' fuck no strings attached, huh
Well theirs strings in that, huh
She can't get the grasp
Broken strings might leave me mad
So I keep my defense on, huh yeah
With a saber swing that blade like Obi Wan, huh
She said that I'm the one
Make it disappear like magic
M.I.A or Hocus Pocus
Hit it from the back and give her scoliosis
Don't know what to say, yeah
Ever since we ended
Bitch I'm all about my bag
Don't care bout' our history
That shit is in the past
Left me with a hole
And now I'm fillin' it with cash, huh
You can't get it back, huh
Don't know what to say, yeah
Ever since we ended
Bitch I'm all about my bag
Don't care bout' our history
That shit is in the past
Left me with a hole
And now I'm fillin' it with cash, huh
You can't get it back, huh
Left her in the past
Left her in the past
Too bad, too bad, huh, too bad
Don't know how to say it
Got no time for grabbin' hearts
When I collect the payments, uh
Liam Neeson
Gotta' save the bag like it was taken, uh
Shawty was a bad hoe
Huston Texas how she rode a nigga
Where her cash went
Ask my nigga David
Shawty asked me if we see a future
Guess I need some Lasik, huh
All about my bag, huh
Left her on the pavement, yeah
No react
Yeah she indecisive
I can't waste no time with that
Feel like Deja Vu
From another one like you, huh
I ain't going back, huh no
No relapse, huh yeah
Rather get arrested from a cardiac, huh
Now I'm dizzy on the floor
All I see is white
Like I flew to Quincy, Illinois
Just like Harvey Dent
Half of you was in it
Took a chance then you hit the road
You get no percentage
Hella' blues, what I'm thumbin' through
Kids next door my money fat like number two
Split it right up with the crew
Don't know what to say, yeah
Ever since we ended
Bitch I'm all about my bag
Don't care bout' our history
That shit is in the past
Left me with a hole
And now I'm fillin' it with cash, huh
You can't get it back, huh
Don't know what to say, yeah
Ever since we ended
Bitch I'm all about my bag
Don't care bout' our history
That shit is in the past
Left me with a hole
And now I'm fillin' it with cash, huh
You can't get it back, huh
Left her in the past
Left her in the past
Too bad, too bad, huh, too bad



Writer(s): Grant Walton


WørstHUGH - Products of a Coping Method
Album Products of a Coping Method
date de sortie
30-11-2020




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