Ouija versuri

Versuri Lucy Bedroque – Ouija lyrics

[Chorus]
I can’t be the one to tell you, I’ma keep it real
She don’t give a fuck ‘bout what you think, she don’t care how you feel
She on this side calling me king, on her fucking kneels
When I rap, rap like this, ain’t too crazy, I’m running drills
(Off drank, KO) Got that boy running drills
(Knockout like KO) Told the ref, „Ring that bell”
(K-K-KO) Got that boy running drills
(Knockout like KO) Told ref, „Ring that shit now”

[Verse]
Shit get messy, I’m scoring, bitch, I’m Messi, uh
Big blunt, face it, kick door, I’ma bring pressure
Wrist watch, flex it, on the floor, too much Henny, uh
Blister your face, yeah, can’t tell the time, need Big Benny, uh
She invite herself in my room, said, „Lucy, can you bend me?” Uh
Can you put yourself in my shoes? It ain’t easy being next up
I ain’t dumb, girl, I ain’t stupid, monkey see, monkey do, my stooges
I’m the motherfuckin’ king, got groove
Make sure the words sting like, sting like—
Huh, yeah, scare the boy with the board, got ouija
Death stare the boy down, I’m Weegee
DMT cart got ‘em tweaking
Lean on me if you feel weak, yeah
Keep it family friendly, bleep it
He not a family friend, she lied
Tough luck, my boy, you tried
Get these new niggas out of my kitchen
Off day one, yeah, you fired
I’m the leader, told these niggas, „Sitzen”
But I ain’t fucking with the Third Reich
Schyeah, oh schyeah, ich war siebzehn
Made SISTERHOOD on the mic
Ich-ich habe keine Lieblingsfarbe
I love every type, oh schyeah, schyeah

[Chorus]
I can’t be the one to tell you, I’ma keep it real
She don’t give a fuck ‘bout what you think, she don’t care how you feel
She on this side calling me king, on her fucking kneels
When I rap, rap like this, ain’t too crazy, I’m running drills
(Off drank, KO) Got that boy running drills
(Knockout like KO) Told the ref, „Ring that bell”
(K-K-KO) Got that boy running drills
(Knockout like KO) Told ref, „Ring that shit now”