A-F-R-O, Eamon - Sunshine and Flowers lyrics
[A-F-R-O, Eamon - Sunshine and Flowers lyrics]
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Fuck you money grubbing
Hungry hungry hippo ass bitches
Get in the kitchen, wash the dishes
The smartest thing to come out of your mouth
My dick
That's why you shouldn't speak
Unless you spoken to
Bitch
I don't give a fuck, my zipper's stuck
If I put my dick in your mouth
You'd finally shut the fuck up
Your pussy look like chapped lips, catfish
Black dick in that pussy, that I call an axis
On that fat tip, you wack bitch, you sub par
You fuck yourself daily with the
Head of a guitar
The metal in your garage
A fellow would rather die
I, label your pussy declassified
Your stank pussy smell like
Sewers and old sneakers
Fourteen, you first got popped
Like old speakers
I hate hardheaded concrete bitches
Promiscuous, kill yourself bitches
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Aimin' for a dollar, Eamon tried to holler
Skank named Paula, sucked the whole plaza
Everybody standing in the parlor
Bitches bring drama
But every stank bitch get karma
How you a ho when you got a daughter?
You Moby Dick, bloated bitch, stomach big
Looking like you farted
Pussy open, close like a locker
'Bout to smack the hoes with maraccas
I blame it on Obama
Gangbanged in Harlem, sneak drinking Vodka
Cost a lot for the bitch to get cheap bottles
Pussy like an engine and your
Throat is the throttle
Trailer trash horror
Ugly bitch you are not a model
Suck dick today and tomorrow
Giving rich niggas instagram follows
Big-headed bitches
Bitches heads look like astronaut helmets
Bitch, fuck you!
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Fuck you money grubbing
Hungry hungry hippo ass bitches
Get in the kitchen, wash the dishes
The smartest thing to come out of your mouth
My dick
That's why you shouldn't speak
Unless you spoken to
Bitch
I don't give a fuck, my zipper's stuck
If I put my dick in your mouth
You'd finally shut the fuck up
Your pussy look like chapped lips, catfish
Black dick in that pussy, that I call an axis
On that fat tip, you wack bitch, you sub par
You fuck yourself daily with the
Head of a guitar
The metal in your garage
A fellow would rather die
I, label your pussy declassified
Your stank pussy smell like
Sewers and old sneakers
Fourteen, you first got popped
Like old speakers
I hate hardheaded concrete bitches
Promiscuous, kill yourself bitches
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Aimin' for a dollar, Eamon tried to holler
Skank named Paula, sucked the whole plaza
Everybody standing in the parlor
Bitches bring drama
But every stank bitch get karma
How you a ho when you got a daughter?
You Moby Dick, bloated bitch, stomach big
Looking like you farted
Pussy open, close like a locker
'Bout to smack the hoes with maraccas
I blame it on Obama
Gangbanged in Harlem, sneak drinking Vodka
Cost a lot for the bitch to get cheap bottles
Pussy like an engine and your
Throat is the throttle
Trailer trash horror
Ugly bitch you are not a model
Suck dick today and tomorrow
Giving rich niggas instagram follows
Big-headed bitches
Bitches heads look like astronaut helmets
Bitch, fuck you!
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Working on the boulevard
She trying hard to get by
(whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO
The hungry lover in her life
(whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
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