CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Blac Soda (Freestyle)
Part I: "Blac Soda (Freestyle)"
b*t*h, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
I still got a weed man, don't use no weedmaps
I said I quit f**kin' your hoe, I'm 'bout to relapse
Twenty b*t*hes in the back, that's where we at
Sleepy off the brown, in my dungeon
And I'm cryin' while I cut she got a muhf**kin' onion
And I'm always on my toes, like a muhf**kin' bunion
Baby we been through these hoes, been through her like a bundle, uh
I like my b*t*hes wet and wavy, freaky
Long ass tongue like Kakey, tweaky
Said she'd do it better on her knees, call her knee-knee
Internet b*t*h, she a bird, she Tweety
I had to see it, see it for myself
Be a, Be a shame if that lil' jawn got left
Chain in my ring, strawberry but ain't no shortcake
I don't know when I'll be back, lil' bih go check the tour dates
b*t*h, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
Hmm, what the blunt say?
Seven-eleven, crap
She say she wanna kick it with me, Imma punt that
Hmm, coochie juicy, I attack, Hawaiian Punch that, hmm
Lil' b*t*h, roll the f**k up (Gotta roll your own sh*t)
You ain't put on sh*t, roll the f**k up (The f**k you thought this sh*t was 'bout to be?)
Lil' b*t*h, roll the f**k up
You ain't put on sh*t, roll the f**k up, ayy
b*t*h, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
I still got a weed man, don't use no weedmaps
I said I quit f**kin' your hoe, I'm 'bout to relapse
Twenty b*t*hes in the back, that's where we at
Sleepy off the brown, in my dungeon
And I'm cryin' while I cut she got a muhf**kin' onion
And I'm always on my toes, like a muhf**kin' bunion
Baby we been through these hoes, been through her like a bundle, uh
I like my b*t*hes wet and wavy, freaky
Long ass tongue like Kakey, tweaky
Said she'd do it better on her knees, call her knee-knee
Internet b*t*h, she a bird, she Tweety
I had to see it, see it for myself
Be a, Be a shame if that lil' jawn got left
Chain in my ring, strawberry but ain't no shortcake
I don't know when I'll be back, lil' bih go check the tour dates
b*t*h, twist up a eighth. I am zap zap
Hmm, what the blunt say?
Seven-eleven, crap
She say she wanna kick it with me, Imma punt that
Hmm, coochie juicy, I attack, Hawaiian Punch that, hmm
Lil' b*t*h, roll the f**k up (Gotta roll your own sh*t)
You ain't put on sh*t, roll the f**k up (The f**k you thought this sh*t was 'bout to be?)
Lil' b*t*h, roll the f**k up
You ain't put on sh*t, roll the f**k up, ayy
