Papi Franku - Pink Lyf | Текст песни

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PINK LIFE LYRICS

Uh, what?
What? What? What?
I'm a large pain in the cunt
Know what I'm sayin?
Yeah, yeah, yeah

They wanna see a man do the God shit
Narcotics if you wanna get nauseous
Pink guy dancin' like a clown
Keep laughin' lil cunt, I got money on the down low
Y'all think this about my feelings?
They still think this about my feelings?
Like Big Bird or Steve from Blue's Clues
When the sun goes down, she go down too
Ridin around with a bump and a pound too
If you wanna leave a voicemail, hit pound two
I got money out the orifice
I buy your girl Louie bag, shit's glorious
I'm not a hero or a role model
I'ma spray your moms and your girl, no nozzle
Drinkin' red wine out of Gatorade bottles
If you can't keep up, then pull off to the bottom kid
They say I'm an elitist
Like I'm better than the bunch
Uh huh, nice hunch cunts

When the sun go down I'm a fiend
When the sun go down I'm a monster
When the sun go down I'm sippin lean
When the sun go down I hope it never come up
Young boy with the trash talk
Run your little mouth, find it sittin on the asphalt
I know you tryna be me, i don't have a doubt
I can't answer at the moment, I got pussy in my mouth
My mouth, pussy in my face
Depending on the nationality, I get a different taste
Y'all think I'm out here havin hard times
I got 17 jobs, this one's part time
Suck a dick and a ball sack
Poppin more pills than the mom in the cul-de-sac
Fuck her good on the couch while your dad's gone
Poke holes in her face, jack o' lantern
She like how the leather feels
She really like how I rejected several record deals
She said \"why?\"
I said \"The money wasn't good enough\"
She said \"Oh wow, you really know your stuff\"
Yeah I do bitch
I don't need a fucking marketing team, tryna blow my shit
I'm not a fuckin' blog cunt, with lots of chicks
Tryna buy an autobiography about my dick
Whoops, fuck that
I work hard for my shit, y'all boys are just fuckin' whack
I'm the only one who cares about the process
I'm the only one fuckin' wit' the progress
I'm the only one who made it with no middle man
I don't care about this song anymore

How ya like that?
How, how ya like that?
I got money on my back
I don't need your fuckin' cash
How ya like that?
How, how ya like that?
I got money on my back
I don't need your fuckin' cash
It's yo favourite pink cunt
How ya like that?
How, how ya like that?
I got money on my back
I don't need your fuckin' cash

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