Sick Duck - XIX.lrc

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[00:08.33]Your eyes are so red, it's so cute
[00:10.75]I'm that mother****e
[00:16.01]Leave your leaning off your feet when my stick buck
[00:17.98]Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
[00:22.18]Wrist froze like my wrist stuck
[00:25.14]Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
[00:27.02]And if you swinging, keep your fists up
[00:30.49]Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
[00:33.42]Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
[00:36.34]And when it stutter make a b***h tal
[00:36.87]They ain't know the clique I had to put him on
[00:41.87]Shawty in my DMs made her favorite song
[00:44.87]She said boy you blowing know where you come from
[00:48.20]Fist on knuckle knuckles if you act tough
[00:49.66]Got a lotta choppers I ain't scared of those
[00:50.75]Got 30 clip that get rid of hoes
[00:52.23]Magazine with a centerfold
[00:53.81]While a b***h ride me like a Benz truc
[00:55.38]And we so so dirty
[00:57.14]Nigga we been up
[00:59.93]I must have fathered the niggas 'cause they wanna hear something
[01:00.53]When I'm with the clique
[01:00.96]Don't try to say hi to me
[01:01.66]When I reply
[01:02.51]It's like they won the lottery
[01:03.24]You not my mama
[01:03.88]Don't care if you're proud of me
[01:04.60]When I hide Millies
[01:05.56]Hakuna Matata
[01:07.21]Your baby mama so proud to be fond of me
[01:08.57]Oh yes indeed, she creamin' on top of me
[01:10.04]Sleep with a strap and a b***h no monogam
[01:11.60]Free all my Brodies locked up like monopoly
[01:13.15]I'm that mother****e
[01:15.97]Leave you leaning off your feet when my stick buck
[01:17.77]Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
[01:20.68]Wrist froze like my wrist stuck
[01:25.19]Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
[01:27.59]And if you swinging keep your fists up
[01:30.57]Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
[01:33.98]Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
[01:36.02]And when it stutter make a b***h tal
[01:38.86]I already told you, I don't even ****ing car
[01:41.90]Twisting my wrist, swing my fist in the air
[01:44.90]Swinging my fist and my wrist and my hair
[01:47.93]B***h lick my d**k and her man watching scare
[01:50.11]Punk slut shawty
[01:51.34]Throw it at the party
[01:54.35]In my crib with my b***h bumping Playboi Cart
[01:57.15]Karm got dreads, he like to swing just like he Bob Marley
[01:59.99]Just got brain, it's so insane, yuh that shit was retarded
[02:02.34]Pulled a strain, that shit so dank it smell like someone fart
[02:06.35]Put that icing on her face like a pop tart
[02:09.61]Sick Duck, Sick Duck, b***h I'll hit the folks on a cop car
[02:11.77]Mixing Adderall with my Wokhardt
[02:13.04]I'm that mother****e
[02:15.95]Leave you leaning off your feet when my stick buck
[02:17.79]Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
[02:20.74]Wrist forze like my wrist stuck
[02:25.13]Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
[02:27.50]And if you swinging keep your fists up
[02:30.53]Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
[02:33.58]Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
[02:38.61]And when it stutter make a b***h tal, talk, talk
[02:40.04]I'm a wonder boy
[02:41.42]Always lost, always wandering
[02:45.34]I see these big billboards, I wanna see myself right in front of it
[02:49.26]I don't mean to be the elephant
[02:54.82]But life is really what you make of it
[02:56.18]I'm a wonder boy
[02:57.60]Always lost never making sense
[03:01.39]Always trying to find my way through the mud instead of walking on the pavement
[03:05.13]Life is a creation
[03:09.54]So why wouldn't I create something?
[03:13.35]Am I in my head?
[03:21.70]Am I just inside all the things around me that I don't understand?
[03:24.21]Am I just a voice inside,
[03:29.59]An empty house again?
[03:32.98]All for a second to rest
[03:37.32]Why is it moving so fast?

文本歌词

Your eyes are so red, it's so cute
I'm that mother****e
Leave your leaning off your feet when my stick buck
Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
Wrist froze like my wrist stuck
Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
And if you swinging, keep your fists up
Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
And when it stutter make a b***h tal
They ain't know the clique I had to put him on
Shawty in my DMs made her favorite song
She said boy you blowing know where you come from
Fist on knuckle knuckles if you act tough
Got a lotta choppers I ain't scared of those
Got 30 clip that get rid of hoes
Magazine with a centerfold
While a b***h ride me like a Benz truc
And we so so dirty
Nigga we been up
I must have fathered the niggas 'cause they wanna hear something
When I'm with the clique
Don't try to say hi to me
When I reply
It's like they won the lottery
You not my mama
Don't care if you're proud of me
When I hide Millies
Hakuna Matata
Your baby mama so proud to be fond of me
Oh yes indeed, she creamin' on top of me
Sleep with a strap and a b***h no monogam
Free all my Brodies locked up like monopoly
I'm that mother****e
Leave you leaning off your feet when my stick buck
Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
Wrist froze like my wrist stuck
Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
And if you swinging keep your fists up
Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
And when it stutter make a b***h tal
I already told you, I don't even ****ing car
Twisting my wrist, swing my fist in the air
Swinging my fist and my wrist and my hair
B***h lick my d**k and her man watching scare
Punk slut shawty
Throw it at the party
In my crib with my b***h bumping Playboi Cart
Karm got dreads, he like to swing just like he Bob Marley
Just got brain, it's so insane, yuh that shit was retarded
Pulled a strain, that shit so dank it smell like someone fart
Put that icing on her face like a pop tart
Sick Duck, Sick Duck, b***h I'll hit the folks on a cop car
Mixing Adderall with my Wokhardt
I'm that mother****e
Leave you leaning off your feet when my stick buck
Chopper bang up on my nigga 'til my wrist stuck
Wrist forze like my wrist stuck
Tell that boy I like the way I know your p***y we
And if you swinging keep your fists up
Get up, b***h nigga tryna sick duc
Chopper stutter sounds like b***h tal
And when it stutter make a b***h tal, talk, talk
I'm a wonder boy
Always lost, always wandering
I see these big billboards, I wanna see myself right in front of it
I don't mean to be the elephant
But life is really what you make of it
I'm a wonder boy
Always lost never making sense
Always trying to find my way through the mud instead of walking on the pavement
Life is a creation
So why wouldn't I create something?
Am I in my head?
Am I just inside all the things around me that I don't understand?
Am I just a voice inside,
An empty house again?
All for a second to rest
Why is it moving so fast?