Текст песни Project No. 742 - Hex

Aye
What
What what what what
Aye Maria bruh we coming for your fucking toes bitch
Better mop and sweep ho
Okay

I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep
I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep

No honkers to beep
She eatin' my meat
I'm beatin' my meat
Now she feelin' the heat

Pour out some lean
Fuck a bitch that don't clean
And she suck on my peen
And she suck on my feet

She get all freak in the sheet
I fuck that freak in the sheet
I put the peen in the spleen
And I'm makin' her scream

I'm makin' her cream
She got with the team
I'm makin' her cream
She got with the team

She get all freak in the sheet
I fuck that freak in the sheet
I put the peen in the spleen
And I'm makin' her scream

I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep
I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep

No honkers to beep
She eatin' my meat
I'm beatin' my meat
Now she feeling the heat

We in the bed
Bit gimme head
If you wanted to link him, why he got mislead
Snapping forty dude hey, what you gotta do
Cruise wit the dude, I cruise in the coup

Aye, 742
What the fuck that mouth do
Spin up yo block and rest in peace Screw
Leave you in the dust and write a review

I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep
I'm gon' make 'er feet bleed
If bit don't mop n do sweep

No honkers to beep
She eatin' my meat
I'm beatin' my meat
Now she feeling the heat

When it come to gettin' pussy I'm a feen though
Bit callin' for my name like I'm Nemo
Got yo cousin
Still need mo'
My choppa singin' loud like a C note

Got a set of rules, that you have to follow
Still chasing that guy Cristiano
I can take apart, and put you back together
When I was by your side, I never felt the pleasure
Alone in the room, you wouldn't say a word
You wanted to link up I said "okay where?"
Doin' better now, bitch I'm a rock star
You send me those texts bitch I don't fucking care

Sixteen Bars in this chop like a long verse
Find out when you sleep then we run up with the burst
Cris been ignorin' you, shits getting worse
How he gon' step on you like some Converse

Give him two xan he start acting crazy
Sip a lil lean wit Noah, now we lazy
Draw up a blueprint, bitch ain't no Jay Z

(Why'd you stop)

I sound fucking retarded