Who Dat? - Terror Reid, Getter

Who Dat? - Terror Reid, Getter

Год
2017
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
169690

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Who Dat?

Terror Reid, Getter

Hey what’s good

Let’s get it

Where we at

Who that rude dude rocking baby blue shoes

Driving off a cliff and wishing you was in the car too

It’s that day time Terror with his words so clever

Make it rain from your​ bitches legs grab your umbrella, G

Who that rude dude pissing in your new shoes

Driving with the clip and shooting pigeons with a Noob Tube

It’s the Terror from the Shred putting drugs in his head

I’m the monster from the movies chilling under your bed, G

I’m not white I’m green

Man fuck your lean I’m smoking pcp in a jeep

Feeling fucking psycho see

'Cause I’m that dude from your screen and your speakers

The one who hates teachers and preachers and shoves them off of high bleachers

Sip some Windex out a double cup

Mix it with some other stuff

Your mouth begins to bubble

Words fumble

You’re in trouble now, G

Can’t you see this only happens when you fuck with me

Siri, where his mama live?

She won’t stop texting me

Who that rude dude rocking baby blue shoes

Driving off a cliff and wishing you was in the car too

It’s that day time Terror with his words so clever

Make it rain from your​ bitches legs grab your umbrella, G

Who that rude dude pissing in your new shoes

Driving with the clip and shooting pigeons with a Noob Tube

It’s the Terror from the Shred putting drugs in his head

I’m the monster from the movies chilling under your bed, G

I start cursing in person

And it worsens when I speak in cursive, bitch

One second my nuts itch

(Fuck man your girl gave me herpes or something)

Ok, I’m back with an axe

And a big bag full of thumbtacks

I ain’t got no racks

Not a dollar to my name

But i got a sick stack every time I Cocaine

Fuck a bitch ass down For the pain

Fuck a gold chain

Fuck all the money that I make

In the corner doing angel dust

Eating pig Guts

Chilling in the back of a pickup truck

Ain’t no rules to this game when it comes to me

Bunny hopping off a cliff yelling «Suck my D!»

R1 L2 Square up down up

This life is a game and I don’t give a fuck

Who that rude dude rocking baby blue shoes

Driving off a cliff and wishing you was in the car too

It’s that day time terror with his words so clever

Make it rain from your​ bitches legs grab your umbrella, G

Who that rude dude pissing in your new shoes

Driving with the clip and shooting pigeons with a Noob Tube

It’s the Terror from the Shred putting drugs in his head

I’m the monster from the movies chilling under your bed, G

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