Again? alright this a BundaBoy$ Exclusive
Yeah I'm on top' of the boat
2 rack dress but I call it a coat
Cut throat ties
Bout' the size of the note
South side west
I'm out in the seas
No tax done never payin' the fees
Wrist so cold they call Mr. Freeze
I itch my balls might got on the fleas
I make a rest stop
Pull up to the station
Prada whiter than a bookshop
Pumpin' up my gas
Pedicure up on her knees
Might just get an STD
But then go f*ck her with no tank-top
Cruisin in the Honda with your hoe pulling up
With yo hoe Rolanda and she rollin up a dutch
12 right on my ass gotta dip and pop the clutch
I got hella' platters like I'm servin' out f*ckin lunch
Ten pack in my trunk and it's all for the low
We the team going to the top like some crows
Pancho in this bitch and Ima' need some f*ckin dough
Gotta hit the plug up gotta make a trip to Mexico
Francisco just pull up with a ratchet ass bitch
Sloppy roll of dubs making all the bitches static
I ain't give no f*ck never cuffin' on a fat bitch
Jessica said she need a zip so I trashed it
Kick it with some creatures im all up in the ocean
Mixing up lean and xany bars making potion
When i was a jit you could catch me on Goshen
Get my money call me STAX im all up with the motion
Whipping through Seattle pushing whips cutting lanes
Dent your melon like glen deceased eating brains
Swiper no swiping took your chrome and your chains
Painting bridges seen decka on the freight trains
Spartan kick your face me and crew been lethal
Risk it all tryna' get the fame next Knevil
Friday 13th slaughter shit incarnate evil
Words into actions painting dreams on the easel
This fate ain't meant for me ill change my destiny
Stax live life on the edge graffiti ecstasy
Cookin up this chemical LSD recipe
No fronts to a random never tryna' test with me
Damn
BUNDABOY$ - hondeezy in the bundawhip Lyrics
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English
Again? alright this a BundaBoy$ Exclusive
Yeah I'm on top' of the boat
2 rack dress but I call it a coat
Cut throat ties
Bout' the size of the note
South side west
I'm out in the seas
No tax done never payin' the fees
Wrist so cold they call Mr. Freeze
I itch my balls might got on the fleas
I make a rest stop
Pull up to the station
Prada whiter than a bookshop
Pumpin' up my gas
Pedicure up on her knees
Might just get an STD
But then go f*ck her with no tank-top
Cruisin in the Honda with your hoe pulling up
With yo hoe Rolanda and she rollin up a dutch
12 right on my ass gotta dip and pop the clutch
I got hella' platters like I'm servin' out f*ckin lunch
Ten pack in my trunk and it's all for the low
We the team going to the top like some crows
Pancho in this bitch and Ima' need some f*ckin dough
Gotta hit the plug up gotta make a trip to Mexico
Francisco just pull up with a ratchet ass bitch
Sloppy roll of dubs making all the bitches static
I ain't give no f*ck never cuffin' on a fat bitch
Jessica said she need a zip so I trashed it
Kick it with some creatures im all up in the ocean
Mixing up lean and xany bars making potion
When i was a jit you could catch me on Goshen
Get my money call me STAX im all up with the motion
Whipping through Seattle pushing whips cutting lanes
Dent your melon like glen deceased eating brains
Swiper no swiping took your chrome and your chains
Painting bridges seen decka on the freight trains
Spartan kick your face me and crew been lethal
Risk it all tryna' get the fame next Knevil
Friday 13th slaughter shit incarnate evil
Words into actions painting dreams on the easel
This fate ain't meant for me ill change my destiny
Stax live life on the edge graffiti ecstasy
Cookin up this chemical LSD recipe
No fronts to a random never tryna' test with me
Damn
Yeah I'm on top' of the boat
2 rack dress but I call it a coat
Cut throat ties
Bout' the size of the note
South side west
I'm out in the seas
No tax done never payin' the fees
Wrist so cold they call Mr. Freeze
I itch my balls might got on the fleas
I make a rest stop
Pull up to the station
Prada whiter than a bookshop
Pumpin' up my gas
Pedicure up on her knees
Might just get an STD
But then go f*ck her with no tank-top
Cruisin in the Honda with your hoe pulling up
With yo hoe Rolanda and she rollin up a dutch
12 right on my ass gotta dip and pop the clutch
I got hella' platters like I'm servin' out f*ckin lunch
Ten pack in my trunk and it's all for the low
We the team going to the top like some crows
Pancho in this bitch and Ima' need some f*ckin dough
Gotta hit the plug up gotta make a trip to Mexico
Francisco just pull up with a ratchet ass bitch
Sloppy roll of dubs making all the bitches static
I ain't give no f*ck never cuffin' on a fat bitch
Jessica said she need a zip so I trashed it
Kick it with some creatures im all up in the ocean
Mixing up lean and xany bars making potion
When i was a jit you could catch me on Goshen
Get my money call me STAX im all up with the motion
Whipping through Seattle pushing whips cutting lanes
Dent your melon like glen deceased eating brains
Swiper no swiping took your chrome and your chains
Painting bridges seen decka on the freight trains
Spartan kick your face me and crew been lethal
Risk it all tryna' get the fame next Knevil
Friday 13th slaughter shit incarnate evil
Words into actions painting dreams on the easel
This fate ain't meant for me ill change my destiny
Stax live life on the edge graffiti ecstasy
Cookin up this chemical LSD recipe
No fronts to a random never tryna' test with me
Damn
Writer: Francisco Gutierrez, Collen Schencking, Martin Coble
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: BUNDABOY$
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Francisco Gutierrez, Collen Schencking, Martin Coble