Letra High School Cypher par ADE

Uh, b*t*h, I'm a bird, we stay together like a flock
I was in school, had to work on my sock
Glock 19 with a mop like I mop
I'm f**kin' yo' b*t*h and she give me the bop
Damn
That was a little somethin'

Damn, damn, damn, damn
I feel like 50, we spankin'
I got the numbers you know that I'm bankin'
I'm f**king that b*t*h, yeah, I'm f**king that b*t*h
Damn, hold on
I'm f**king that b*t*h, damn
I'm f**king that b*t*h but I left her
I was f**king that b*t*h then I wet her
Damn, damn, damn
I got that stick and you know that we glickin'
Damn, damn
Call all my shooters, you know that we hittin'
Yo' shooters queerer, you know that you missin'
Damn, damn, f**k, damn
She suckin' my d**k and you still gon' kiss her
Damn, damn, damn, damn
I got a white plug, call him Trister
I f**k yo b*t*h, I call her Flister
Damn, damn, uh
I'm catchin' the head, call that Superbowl
Damn, damn
She givin' me head, she got honor roll

Huh, huh, huh, huh
Beat it up, beat it up
That little b*t*h, I'ma beat it up
That little b*t*h, I'ma beat it up (Huh)
Yeah, she gon' come to my spot, she gon' eat it up
That little b*t*h, she a freaky hoe
f**k on that b*t*h, she a freaky O
I am a teacher
Pull out a stick, I'ma eat ya'
What, huh
f**k on yo' b*t*h, I'ma beat her
Ooh
Mike & Dyce, I'ma beat her
Slide, uh
That lil' fye
I'm gon' get in her thighs
Yeah, ooh
And P.B. hard
Yeah (God damn)
You is, too, boy
f**k is you sayin'
Damn
Yo' fiddy cap tight as hell
Uh, damn
Fiddy cap tight as hell
And you f**kin' smell
Like the gym
You smell like you came from the gym
Sweaty as hell
Damn
Stinkin' like sh*t

I'm f**kin' it up
You suckin' it up
Uh, my name is Maya
I got the fire, just bring me the lighter
No competition, these haters, I'm killin' them like I'm a demon
Knife in their side to them haters

1, 2, 3, 4
Kick back, n***as lookin' at yo door
5, 6, 7, 8
Takin' yo' mother with a sexy ass
10, 11, 12
Yo granny a b*t*h, I'ma take her cane
And I'ma kick her
9, 10, 11
n***as is b*t*hes, n***as be tryna go back but they lyin'
I be lookin' out the window, defiant

Get down, uh, what he say
I step on the block with the Glock on my side
Aim at his top and his body gon' drop
I don't play when it comes to the gang
You know that I bang, you know you can't hang
You step on the gang, we come out with Glocks
Aim at your top and your body gon' drop
I got the rocks stuffed in my sock
Aim at your top, your body just drops
Damn, what he say, what he say, what he say
I got your b*t*h on the left, and the glick on my right
And you know it's just slight
Damn
f**k on yo' b*t*h every night
Damn

I'ma blow his ass up
I ain't talkin', I ran
Rob his ass in a van
Rob Van Dam

Damn
I'm in the trap
I make it double cut
f**kin' yo b*t*h
I'm finna nut
Pull up on the block

Damn, damn
Big Joe
Damn, damn
Hol' on
Excuse me, b*t*h
She told me to move
f**kin' yo b*t*h in the back of the room
She on my d**k and I told her to move
Damn
I told that b*t*h move
f**kin' yo b*t*h in the back of the room
Oh, oh
Go ahead Red
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Free my n***as, all on probation
Shot an opp, then I went on vacation
Vacation, damn
I shot an opp, then I went on vacation
It was pictured there in the back of the basement
Damn, back of the basement

You b*t*hes are all sh*t
All on my d**k
Ridin' 'round the big body
I be ready to dip
Big 45. on my hip
Spank yo ass
Then I dip