Oliver Francis - cloudboys (パイナップル) (Pineapple Juice ❤ ) lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - cloudboys パイナップル Pineapple Juice ❤ lyrics]
Follow the blood trail
Watch it lead to the mud
Carnage and bloodshed prolly take ya' life
Pack an eighth in the pipe
Could be raping your wife
Rap game Seppuku 'cause you
Disgracing the mic
(You fat bitch)
Smokin' cannabis with Jennifer Aniston
Sleepin' on the force like
Anakin off a Ambien
Mad when Charlie Manson is marryin' mumbling
Fuck!
Meet me in the garden at midnight
As a samurai, I ride by the sword
To live or die as a lord
Do not attempt to befriend me
I keep Hattori Hanzō steel
And that clip never empty
It's Gold Gang
Or you can headbutt a unicorn
Two black Glocks and
Blood-soaked police uniforms
Keep that pineapple juice in my cup
Top back, marijuana trees in the blunt
I'm screamin' two liters lean and
A pair of Adidas cleats
We scuffin'
Two seater beam and the
Marijuana trees we puffin'
Its nothin', cousin, you buckin'
Go 'head and fall back
It's ridiculous how stuffed the swisher is
Fat black bitches who suck
A dick with viciousness
Black actresses who lactate with
Milk and shit
Wax as quick as the
Children without their Ritalin
Yo
Sippin' slow will make you weak in the knees
Chillin' with a bad bitch, she half Japanese
Droppin' marijuana trees in my
Swisher sweet please
On a white sand beach, I'ma get this Mr. P
Ah
CJ, she wanna have a three-way
Rollin' in the whip
Gettin' head on the freeway
Blunt to my lips while the bitch give a BJ
Syrup and a spliff, tryna drive
Can't see straight
Rollin' up, gold nose in the truck
Spillin' whilst I'm sippin'
Out that whiskey
Coca-Cola-cup
On my Motorola, bruh
Pussy lips is swellin' up
Rollin' through the colon of a
Dirty fuckin' Polish slut
Go on roll it, bruh
Get it with the stolen car
'Cause 30 is always the
Coast to North Dakota
Bruh
That's it though, I can't be sittin' slow
Tell that bitch though to get
Down and get low
Nunchucks and pitchforks
Get your wrists slit though, yo
Infinite MC's who wanna kick [?] flows
Fuck thick hoes and get big dough
Get rich quick though
Yeah, yo
I got bitches in the living
Room hittin' the bong and
They ain't leavin' 'til all
Of 'em want it
We sit up on the couch to this
Roll a blunt, fuck a bitch
Blow an ounce to this
It's like Gold Gang back in this bitch
With a whole lotta weed and
A whole lotta bitches, ayy
Yeah
Blow an ounce to this
It's like Gold Gang back in this bitch
With a whole lotta weed and
A whole lotta pussy
Haha
Fuck 'em
Suck a dick bitch
Yo–
Watch it lead to the mud
Carnage and bloodshed prolly take ya' life
Pack an eighth in the pipe
Could be raping your wife
Rap game Seppuku 'cause you
Disgracing the mic
(You fat bitch)
Smokin' cannabis with Jennifer Aniston
Sleepin' on the force like
Anakin off a Ambien
Mad when Charlie Manson is marryin' mumbling
Fuck!
Meet me in the garden at midnight
As a samurai, I ride by the sword
To live or die as a lord
Do not attempt to befriend me
I keep Hattori Hanzō steel
And that clip never empty
It's Gold Gang
Or you can headbutt a unicorn
Two black Glocks and
Blood-soaked police uniforms
Keep that pineapple juice in my cup
Top back, marijuana trees in the blunt
I'm screamin' two liters lean and
A pair of Adidas cleats
We scuffin'
Two seater beam and the
Marijuana trees we puffin'
Its nothin', cousin, you buckin'
Go 'head and fall back
It's ridiculous how stuffed the swisher is
Fat black bitches who suck
A dick with viciousness
Black actresses who lactate with
Milk and shit
Wax as quick as the
Children without their Ritalin
Yo
Sippin' slow will make you weak in the knees
Chillin' with a bad bitch, she half Japanese
Droppin' marijuana trees in my
Swisher sweet please
On a white sand beach, I'ma get this Mr. P
Ah
CJ, she wanna have a three-way
Rollin' in the whip
Gettin' head on the freeway
Blunt to my lips while the bitch give a BJ
Syrup and a spliff, tryna drive
Can't see straight
Rollin' up, gold nose in the truck
Spillin' whilst I'm sippin'
Out that whiskey
Coca-Cola-cup
On my Motorola, bruh
Pussy lips is swellin' up
Rollin' through the colon of a
Dirty fuckin' Polish slut
Go on roll it, bruh
Get it with the stolen car
'Cause 30 is always the
Coast to North Dakota
Bruh
That's it though, I can't be sittin' slow
Tell that bitch though to get
Down and get low
Nunchucks and pitchforks
Get your wrists slit though, yo
Infinite MC's who wanna kick [?] flows
Fuck thick hoes and get big dough
Get rich quick though
Yeah, yo
I got bitches in the living
Room hittin' the bong and
They ain't leavin' 'til all
Of 'em want it
We sit up on the couch to this
Roll a blunt, fuck a bitch
Blow an ounce to this
It's like Gold Gang back in this bitch
With a whole lotta weed and
A whole lotta bitches, ayy
Yeah
Blow an ounce to this
It's like Gold Gang back in this bitch
With a whole lotta weed and
A whole lotta pussy
Haha
Fuck 'em
Suck a dick bitch
Yo–