paroles de chanson FEET! - nascar aloe

FEET!

I'ma need every DJ in every club
And all that other hub-a-bub- hub-a-loo (Делит на бите, сука)
To fucking turn this one up, 'cause, y'know
This shit is hot right here, son, DJ

Baow, skeet-skeet-skeet, I want pics of feet-feet-feet (I do)
That bitch in my room, point my meat-meat-meat at you and boom
Hit yo' teeth-teeth-teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet-sweet-sweet 'til I make you sleep-sleep-sleep, cacoon

Baow, skeet-skeet-skeet, I want pics of feet-feet-feet (alright)
That bitch in my room, point my meat-meat-meat at you and boom
Hit yo' teeth-teeth-teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet-sweet-sweet 'til I make you sleep-sleep-sleep, cacoon (huzzah!)

Feel like Soulja Boy, I said "Yah, trick, yah"
That boy talking way too tough, I eat him, bite ya boy ha
Or he might just catch this right hook and leave with a shattered jaw
Why yo' hoes in my DMs? She said "Kill my co'", dah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, okay
Might just murder a white bitch like O.J.
And I keep a Spanish chica like "¡Olé!"
Bitch, I feel like Liam Neeson with the twin Glocks
And they called Zack and Cody

Wait, wait, wait, wait
What the fuck was this song about, again? (FEET!)

Baow, skeet-skeet-skeet, I want pics of feet-feet-feet (I do)
That bitch in my room, point my meat-meat-meat at you and boom
Hit yo' teeth-teeth-teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet-sweet-sweet 'til I make you sleep-sleep-sleep, cacoon

Baow, skeet-skeet-skeet, I want pics of feet-feet-feet (I do)
That bitch in my room, point my meat-meat-meat at you and boom
Hit yo' teeth-teeth-teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet-sweet-sweet 'til I make you sleep-sleep-sleep, cacoon