Lil Shine - Tempo lyrics
[Lil Shine - Tempo lyrics]
Ax go crazy bitch
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
Ms up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Bitch)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turned up in the club, yeah (yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (yeah)
And the cup is full of mud, yeah
Shе wanna hit my cup, better stay back
(Stay back)
Little racks, keep thosе
Bad bitch, finna deepthroat
Swear that my heart is so cold (Bitch)
I swear that he is a bozo
You got me starin' at your photos
I done fucked up, a lot of no no's
Do I love you? Well, I don't know
This space gettin' kinda cold
We movin' so fast, they say we won't last
I was skippin' class, she was shakin' ass
My shooters on go when I say, "Attack"
(Bitch)
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
Ms up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Bitch)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turned up in the club, yeah (yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (yeah)
And the cup is full of mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, better stay back
(Stay back)
(Bitch)
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
Ms up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Bitch)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turned up in the club, yeah (yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (yeah)
And the cup is full of mud, yeah
Shе wanna hit my cup, better stay back
(Stay back)
Little racks, keep thosе
Bad bitch, finna deepthroat
Swear that my heart is so cold (Bitch)
I swear that he is a bozo
You got me starin' at your photos
I done fucked up, a lot of no no's
Do I love you? Well, I don't know
This space gettin' kinda cold
We movin' so fast, they say we won't last
I was skippin' class, she was shakin' ass
My shooters on go when I say, "Attack"
(Bitch)
Sorry, I ain't get the memo
Playin' my song, we fuckin' on tempo, yeah
She want to fuck, I'm like, "Hell no"
I do whatever I want, yeah
At the touchdown, not the endzone, yeah
She wanna fuck to my song, yeah
Got them Glocks out with extendos
Racks in, do the money dance
Ms up, I got money plans (Huh)
She was just suckin' me up, yeah (Bitch)
I told her, "You gotta use both hands" (Oh)
So turned up in the club, yeah (yeah)
That molly rock made me breakdance (yeah)
And the cup is full of mud, yeah
She wanna hit my cup, better stay back
(Stay back)
(Bitch)