Booth versuri

Booth lyrics by JEEPERS feat. SiDD VLAK SATAN SUCKS 777

JEEPER$
Fuck a bigger table
Better put my pretty ass
Up in a motherfucking booth
I don’t leave my city
If you see me
Best believe me
Keep out my fucking coop
Please do not approach me
We ain’t fucking tight
Matter fact, you could call us loose
Sacrifice your girl
So she can film me
Jackin off
My neck’s tied up in the noose

Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Gucci gang
Fuck ya whole Gucci gang
Guess I gotta buy a bitch a wedding ring
When all she really need is a 19
Want a fucking Porsche
Need a pick up
All these fuckin whores just a hiccup
Actin so thirsty
Grab a Snickers
Should probably drop this flow ‘fo it picks up
Uh
Still tryna find some time to get my dick sucked
I bе out here stuntin like im Bishop
3rd-dimеnsion chess with Genius/GZA
Discussing brains and wisdom, not religion
I got so much heart
Like who?
Melissa
Explain the fucking plot
Like who?
Clarissa
Been smoking too much pot
Mind your business
Uh
Been hidin away from my block, cause
They ain’t giving me ‘nough fucking props, cuz
Like, what I look like? An imposter?
Cause I’m speaking my truth on my honor
And my fangses hang just like my nards does
Blood diamond-capped Kilimanjaros
I guess I’ll just buy me an uzi
I guess I’ll just get me a Glock
I guess I’ll just move to Abruzzi
I am such a dutiful WOP
Co-signed by all of my mood swings
I’m the mascot for bipolar Pop
My tongue is just so fucking loose-y
I should probably just cut this shit off

Sidd Vlak
They don’t smoke like a grill
Like Gates
I like the the bills
Like Gates
I like the bills
My bitch she a kill just like Bill
The flow that I got
That shit I’ll
Sick
Sick
I want the mills and the house on the hills
I want the house and the hills and the millions
I want the mills and the house on the hills
I want the house and the hills and the millions
I’d give up my jack
But my Jill set fall down off that hill
I’d give up my jack
But my Jill set fall down off that hill
I got the silent
Like Hill