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Wifisfuneral - Okuur Lyrics



Wifisfuneral - Okuur Lyrics
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[ Featuring Robb Bank$ ]

Yeah, let's go
Cris Dinero
Okuur!

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"

I'ma make her f*ck me for a Perc' (Perc')
I'ma f*ck that pussy 'til it squirt (Squirt)
Pull up on a bitch like, 'yurt'
Hit it from the back, make it hurt
Okay, okay, okay, I might pop a Xan', make it work
Yuh, yuh, lil' baby f*ck me 'til it squirt (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, okay, f*cked up off a Perc' (Woo)
Yeah, okay, f*cked up off a Perc'
Yuh, yuh, okay, Forgi's my whip though
With a thick hoe, yellowbone my bitch hoe
With that- in, uh
Yellow diamond my wrist, um
Like it just got pissed on
Run it up like Flintstones
Drip with the Liu Kang kick, oh
We gon' need that Xan with the lean
Floatin' on a bean
And the track pants cost a ki
Clean like Listerine
She said, "Oh God"
And let me f*ck up her Maybelline
Ho came like, "B-r-r-r, b-r-r-r"
Nann one of y'all niggas better pray with me

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"

I'ma make her f*ck me for a bean
Arch your back bitch, feel it in your knees (Knees)
Swingin' on dubs, I'm ridin' high, that's how it be (That's how it be)
Swingin' on dubs, I'm ridin' high, this how it be (Hold up)
Ayo, it's cool to smoke a pack, bustin' off a sack
Walked up in this bitch, indeed, and yes I'm off of that
I'm mixin' Perkys with the Xannies, I'm a bad influence
I'm mixin' Perkys with the Xannies, I'm a bad influence
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Trigger finger itchin', I'll scratch it
Pop me a Perc', do it up, be ready
Speedball, that's right, ayy
Mind's on the Xanny
And it tastes like candy
Mix four in a pint, that many
My name's Griffith, nice to meet you
Honeycomb dime a little see-through
Queen bee, precious thing, you
She down for the King Kong
She got 2Phone' as a ringtone
That mean I sing to her
Iced out my finger
Then just stick them in her
Where you goin'? (Where you goin'?)
You shocked? Yeah I want you
Jump up on it (Yeah)

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"
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Yeah, let's go
Cris Dinero
Okuur!

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"

I'ma make her f*ck me for a Perc' (Perc')
I'ma f*ck that pussy 'til it squirt (Squirt)
Pull up on a bitch like, 'yurt'
Hit it from the back, make it hurt
Okay, okay, okay, I might pop a Xan', make it work
Yuh, yuh, lil' baby f*ck me 'til it squirt (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, okay, f*cked up off a Perc' (Woo)
Yeah, okay, f*cked up off a Perc'
Yuh, yuh, okay, Forgi's my whip though
With a thick hoe, yellowbone my bitch hoe
With that- in, uh
Yellow diamond my wrist, um
Like it just got pissed on
Run it up like Flintstones
Drip with the Liu Kang kick, oh
We gon' need that Xan with the lean
Floatin' on a bean
And the track pants cost a ki
Clean like Listerine
She said, "Oh God"
And let me f*ck up her Maybelline
Ho came like, "B-r-r-r, b-r-r-r"
Nann one of y'all niggas better pray with me

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"

I'ma make her f*ck me for a bean
Arch your back bitch, feel it in your knees (Knees)
Swingin' on dubs, I'm ridin' high, that's how it be (That's how it be)
Swingin' on dubs, I'm ridin' high, this how it be (Hold up)
Ayo, it's cool to smoke a pack, bustin' off a sack
Walked up in this bitch, indeed, and yes I'm off of that
I'm mixin' Perkys with the Xannies, I'm a bad influence
I'm mixin' Perkys with the Xannies, I'm a bad influence
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Trigger finger itchin', I'll scratch it
Pop me a Perc', do it up, be ready
Speedball, that's right, ayy
Mind's on the Xanny
And it tastes like candy
Mix four in a pint, that many
My name's Griffith, nice to meet you
Honeycomb dime a little see-through
Queen bee, precious thing, you
She down for the King Kong
She got 2Phone' as a ringtone
That mean I sing to her
Iced out my finger
Then just stick them in her
Where you goin'? (Where you goin'?)
You shocked? Yeah I want you
Jump up on it (Yeah)

Uh, Ac' drinkin' mo'f*cker
We in your bitch like Tomb Raider
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, "Damn, he a mo'f*cker"
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Writer: Isaiah Rivera, Richard O'Neil Burrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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Performed By: Wifisfuneral
Featuring: Robb Bank$
Length: 2:27
Written by: Isaiah Rivera, Richard O'Neil Burrell

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