TRUMP THE BILL versuri

Versuri SUNSHINE BENZI – TRUMP THE BILL lyrics

[Chorus]
(Uh) Bitches be stiffer than a dick pic (Bop)
Like they came to bang, but bitches don’t wanna get this (Woop)
Let my balls hang, pop, ballers wanna pick this (Da)
They be on my wave, top, right there where the pick is, get, bitch
I be cruising in the cherry red coupe
With the pink gold rims and the big gold hoops
I be chilling, bitches stay in they feelings
If you see us in the party, know there’s beams in the building, hm

[Verse 1]
Bitches dead to me, stompin’ through the room, call me Stephanie (Ha)
Make ‘em see Hughe’s, call me Heffanie (Bop)
Playboy bunny, what’s the deal on the back end? (Bop)
Pittsburgh stealin’ but it’s real on the ass, end (Ha, ha, what?)
I’m getting busy, no Trump the Bill
No Trump the Bill
Presidential coupe, ‘boutta Trump the bill
Haha, butch

[Chorus]
Bitches be stiffer than a dick pic
Like they came to bang, but bitches don’t wanna get this
Let my balls hang, pop, ballers wanna pick this
They be on my wave, top, right there where the pick is, get, bitch
I be cruising in the cherry red coupe
With the pink gold rims and the big gold hoops
I be chilling, bitches stay in they feelings
If you see us in the party, know there’s beams in the building (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Slick like Hermione, speak of me highly
Bitches like D.J.T., spit, we Riley
I call the shots, so please just speak wisely
When I’m in Iraq, my shooters, they shoot nicely

[Outro]
Oh, you ain’t get that memo?
Mrs. Pablo, Van Gogh, red head, gallow
Plus the waist and that-that, yeah, my face get lit up
Copy-paste, get fed up (Cute)

Written by: SUNSHINE BENZI