Newports versuri

Newports lyrics by Cole Myer feat. Todd Roberts

I’m smoking Newports in New York
I got a steak knife and two forks, they ask me „what are those for?”
You wanna find out, gotta spread your legs more
I’ma ride out and let time run its course
She cool with Shrek and Donkey she get me on a horse
Why I’m running fours when it’s not long before I’m Forbes?
I’ma journey man around the globe, I’m not a tourist
I was born on April 30th so I’m a Taurus
I’m smoking pot with Gradey Dick and Bob Marley
I told her don’t ride it if you can’t drive a Harley
Let’s film a series, get your other friend, they’ll call us iCarly
If my hood rat pulling up you know it’s getting gnarly
I said „say my name”, she said „I love you Cole Myer”
She gon’ suck it for a cartridge and a pair of some pliers
There’s more than sparks between us when you smoking with wires
She wanna hit it with a 9 volt and cause electrical fires

I’m with the Denver Broncos eating tacos with a guy named Pablo while we playing bongos need a poncho cause she does not swallow
I’m at Los Pollos Hermanos looking at hermanas, big knockers, swing it around but too bad her ass was hollow
I got a few things fat that she can swallow
I said I don’t want the bitch, I left her like Rondo
I’m dealing crack on the streets, need my money pronto
Im an addict doing acid in the attic of a random condo
I want that chromosome dome, if you down I’m down
I said you ain’t big as me, we go pound for pound
I’m Sam Sulek on the bench press, round for round
I mean set for set, her coochie getting stretched
Yeah I’m rapping ‘til I’m thirty, live a life where I do not stress
If I don’t make this shit in rap call me triple X
And when he talking gibbly gock, it makes little sense
I guess I gotta stretch it out, she got a little neck

Ball inside her mouth, I toss it out and say „let’s play fetch”
I’m on the field with Michael Oher, you getting decked
I’m on the bed with Sandra Bullock and she getting pecked
I wanna sing with Tim McGraw and get my Country check

Would you go with me on this journey like I’m Josh Turner
I rap til four am, I don’t sleep cause I’m nocturnal
She said she don’t know how to ride it, she a cock herder
She don’t wanna ride it anymore cause my cock hurt her

I’m smoking pot with Gradey Dick and Bob Marley
I told her don’t ride it if you can’t drive a Harley
Let’s film a series, get your other friend, they’ll call us iCarly
If my hood rat pulling up you know it’s getting gnarly
I want that chromosome dome, if you down I’m down
I said you ain’t big as me, we go pound for pound
I’m Sam Sulek on the bench press, round for round