PRICE, Kanye West - Piss on Your Grave (Reference) lyrics
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[PRICE, Kanye West - Piss on Your Grave Reference lyrics]
Yap, yap, yap i use your face as a urinal
Then do the same at your funeral
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
This one here for the executives
Fuck you and all your relatives
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Nigga behave
Uh, look, I can't behave (No)
We can't behave, us niggas, we can't behave
We mobbed on the pave
(yeah) , got treated like slaves
Young niggas been treated like slaves
This the moment I've been waiting for
This what I moved to Cali
Stepped outside and got shaded for
Told momma, "Bitch, get back in the door"
(Get back in)
I've been comin' up and up and down
I can't take no more kamikazes are commas
Benjamins, dividends stuffed in my jeans
They ain't fittin' (Nah ah)
Poppin' pistols, droppin' writtens (Uh, huh)
Poppin' penicillin, nigga
You gotta get with it (yeah)
My, my, my, my, look at little Scotty now
(Now) the same fuckers used to doubt
All preachin' that they proud
Can't wait to pull my zipper down
Whip it out and
Piss in your grave
(yeah) , piss in your grave
Turn this up, teacher
Play this in the third grade
(Huh) , in the third grade
This one right here for the kids at the grade
(Ow) in the third grave
How come you want it? Can't
Fuck with the bitch
This one ain't fair, this one for family
This one the damn, this one I thank
That's when thought it was safe and it wasn't
Pointer me, Allah, some on your water
I'm callin' your mada, call on the collar
Then do the same at your funeral
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
This one here for the executives
Fuck you and all your relatives
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Piss on your grave
Piss on your grave, piss on your grave
Nigga behave
Uh, look, I can't behave (No)
We can't behave, us niggas, we can't behave
We mobbed on the pave
(yeah) , got treated like slaves
Young niggas been treated like slaves
This the moment I've been waiting for
This what I moved to Cali
Stepped outside and got shaded for
Told momma, "Bitch, get back in the door"
(Get back in)
I've been comin' up and up and down
I can't take no more kamikazes are commas
Benjamins, dividends stuffed in my jeans
They ain't fittin' (Nah ah)
Poppin' pistols, droppin' writtens (Uh, huh)
Poppin' penicillin, nigga
You gotta get with it (yeah)
My, my, my, my, look at little Scotty now
(Now) the same fuckers used to doubt
All preachin' that they proud
Can't wait to pull my zipper down
Whip it out and
Piss in your grave
(yeah) , piss in your grave
Turn this up, teacher
Play this in the third grade
(Huh) , in the third grade
This one right here for the kids at the grade
(Ow) in the third grave
How come you want it? Can't
Fuck with the bitch
This one ain't fair, this one for family
This one the damn, this one I thank
That's when thought it was safe and it wasn't
Pointer me, Allah, some on your water
I'm callin' your mada, call on the collar