CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Domestic Assault*
I have like, no lyrics
I'm jus gonna go off
Pew, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Skrt, skrt, skrt,?skrt,?skrt
Feel like waterboy,?don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I?feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
I ain't scared, lil b*t*h, give me head from the dome
Kicked you out last night, why you hittin' my phone?
No, I ain't in love, I was lookin' for a bone
No, I ain't in love, why you took it so wrong?
B*t*h, shut the f**k up, wit that b*t*h a** tone
Better get yo a** home
It go, blick, blick, blick, that's my blicky, that's dome
I go brrt, brrt, brrt, rollie fifty five tone
B*t*h, shut the f**k up, put this d**k on yo tounge
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
Yeah, I'm on my way to Atlanta right now
Bustdown my left wrist, rollie my right
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Haha, hahahaha
Smack the b*t*h, when she don't buy no dope
Tie that b*t*h up, wit a thick rope
You know I wear Gucci, you know I wear Louis
She stay on this d**k, cuz I cook ratatouille
You know she a fiend, ma'f**kin' teen
Hooked on that good Ketamine, (Yuh)
You know I got flow, it's in my name
But when you find a body, I'm not to blame
Yuh, jokes on you dumba**, I gotchu framed
Lil b*t*h, Ion know her name, traded 380 for the .44
Only hang whichu behind closed doors
Trust me, Ion f**k wit 12, and Ion f**k wit no opp
All these people wired, to they ma'f**kin' sock
Like damn, all of you talk and talk, butchu really can't throw down
Might as well call you my b*t*h, (Yuh)
While you wearin' that night gown
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
I robbed tha ma'f**kin' plug bro
Oh, sh*t bro, word?
On god bro, shot him in the neck
Good sh*t dawg
Told my new hoe it's ha time to shine like my throat
Say thatchu winnin', boy look at the score
Hit em wit thirty, and let it reload
Don't want the pu**y, just want the dome
Let the gang get the coochie, like all of my bros
Shootin' these boys, jus like a 3
You payin' for pu**y, I'm hittin' for free
Just hit the plug, I got it for cheap
Smokin' on gas, you know it's that cheese
Jus hit the mall, now ya boy lookin' flee
Fresh out the lot, now we hittin' the streets
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
Hittin' yo girl, I got that b*t*h blushin'
Bullets to his head, give that boy a concussion
Bullets leave the barrel, it look like an eruption
He say he run sh*t but I think he bluffin'
I'm only f**kin', you stay wit the cuffin'
Choppa bake that boy up, like he a muffin
You talk sh*t but there ain't no time for discussion
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
I'm jus gonna go off
Pew, skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt
Skrt, skrt, skrt,?skrt,?skrt
Feel like waterboy,?don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I?feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
I ain't scared, lil b*t*h, give me head from the dome
Kicked you out last night, why you hittin' my phone?
No, I ain't in love, I was lookin' for a bone
No, I ain't in love, why you took it so wrong?
B*t*h, shut the f**k up, wit that b*t*h a** tone
Better get yo a** home
It go, blick, blick, blick, that's my blicky, that's dome
I go brrt, brrt, brrt, rollie fifty five tone
B*t*h, shut the f**k up, put this d**k on yo tounge
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
Yeah, I'm on my way to Atlanta right now
Bustdown my left wrist, rollie my right
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Haha, hahahaha
Smack the b*t*h, when she don't buy no dope
Tie that b*t*h up, wit a thick rope
You know I wear Gucci, you know I wear Louis
She stay on this d**k, cuz I cook ratatouille
You know she a fiend, ma'f**kin' teen
Hooked on that good Ketamine, (Yuh)
You know I got flow, it's in my name
But when you find a body, I'm not to blame
Yuh, jokes on you dumba**, I gotchu framed
Lil b*t*h, Ion know her name, traded 380 for the .44
Only hang whichu behind closed doors
Trust me, Ion f**k wit 12, and Ion f**k wit no opp
All these people wired, to they ma'f**kin' sock
Like damn, all of you talk and talk, butchu really can't throw down
Might as well call you my b*t*h, (Yuh)
While you wearin' that night gown
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
I robbed tha ma'f**kin' plug bro
Oh, sh*t bro, word?
On god bro, shot him in the neck
Good sh*t dawg
Told my new hoe it's ha time to shine like my throat
Say thatchu winnin', boy look at the score
Hit em wit thirty, and let it reload
Don't want the pu**y, just want the dome
Let the gang get the coochie, like all of my bros
Shootin' these boys, jus like a 3
You payin' for pu**y, I'm hittin' for free
Just hit the plug, I got it for cheap
Smokin' on gas, you know it's that cheese
Jus hit the mall, now ya boy lookin' flee
Fresh out the lot, now we hittin' the streets
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
Hittin' yo girl, I got that b*t*h blushin'
Bullets to his head, give that boy a concussion
Bullets leave the barrel, it look like an eruption
He say he run sh*t but I think he bluffin'
I'm only f**kin', you stay wit the cuffin'
Choppa bake that boy up, like he a muffin
You talk sh*t but there ain't no time for discussion
Feel like waterboy, don't sip no Tussin
Bustin' choppas, I feel like a Russian
I f**k on a b*t*h, and I f**k on her cousin
And you finna get whacked, so jus stop wit the fussin'
And my choppa gon' glide, yeah, my choppa gon' bust it
Yeah, how you feel about domestic a**ault? (Bop!)
Lil b*t*h, hit my messenger phone
I get scary, lil b*t*h, know you wanna go home
