Ski Mask the Slump God, XXXTENTACION - Bowser lyrics

[Ski Mask the Slump God, XXXTENTACION - Bowser lyrics]

Haha, ayy
Whippin' up the bowl (Es- esketit) , hold on
Ayy Ski, they not expectin' this one
My wrist game wet like a yolk
(You Will Regret, haha)
Ayy, they like, huh, hey YOLO
Ayy, huh, water anything is
(Bitch) , possible (Ayy, ayy, haha, yeah)
Hennything is possible (Yup, yup)
Been told you (Ayy ayy, yuh, who?)
My bitch look like Kim Possible (Ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, yeah doktor Avalanche (Hey)
(Diamonds, they are off) vR (Ayy, ayy) , who

I'm on a drug (Yuh) , binge, ayy!
Rules (Rules) , I bend, ayy!
Like Constantine (What? Ayy)
Devil want my soul! (Esketit)
Drug (Esketit) , binge, ayy, ayy!
Rules (Ayy) , I bend
Like Constantine (Esketit! Woo, ayy ayy)
Devil want my soul! (Ayy) okay, like, oh no
(Ayy ayy, ayy ayy) , look at wrist
You bitches
Whippin' up the bowl! (Ayy ayy, ayy, ayy)
You not talkin' bricks you been with
Get wet like egg yolk!
(Ayy ayy, ayy ayy, ayy ayy, ayy ayy, ayy ayy)
She not from Dimmsdale (Huh, huh)
But she gon' give me Dimmadome!
(Huh, suck it)
Oh, no (Oh) , look at your aunt (Ayy)
Her feet black just like a crow! (Oh)

Okay like, Doctor Doofenshmirtz
Coat bought my girl work
So it's her collection (Collect)
I don't pistol pack in Red Dead Redemption
(Pew)
Cowboy boots with the spur (Hey, hey hey)
Been lost with the jugg walk
With the sauce, with the saber tooth fur
How do I explain the way she grip on my dick
Like get butter to churn (Ayy) krispy
Kreme, but my sauce never empty
(Crisp, crisp)
Humpty dumpty, how I crack her (Hump, crack)
Like a nutcracker
(Crack) , all the best crispy (Crack)
Wishlist (Woo) creep (Creep) , creep
Crawling like I'm just from centipede (Centi)
Bulletproof vest like I'm 50 (Oh, 50)
Feeling like a public toilet
(Huh) , full of bear hibernation pee pee

I'm on a drug, binge (yeah)
Rules, I bend (yeah, yeah)
Like Constantine (yeah, what?)
Devil want my soul! Drug, binge, ayy! (yeah)
Rules (Ayy) , I bend, ayy ayy!
Like Constantine (Woo) devil want my soul!
Okay, like, oh no, look at wrist you bitches
Whippin' up the bowl! (Yuh, ayy)
You not talkin' bricks you been with (Yuh)
Get wet like egg yolk! (Ayy)
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon' give me Dimmadome!
(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Oh, no, look at your aunt (Huh)
Her feet black just like a crow!
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ayy, guillotine, mm, our team (Uh, huh)
In that pussy why your bitch, mm
(yeah) , look like Ming (Look like
Look like) with a pussy? (Ayy)
I can't swim, mm (Oh) just like I'm Raven
(Ayy, oh) , no, "That's So Raven" idea (Ayy)
I had a dream, mm
Like I go Martin Luther, I'm rich
I run my crew! (Awoo)
When she suck my dick
She make me feel it in my toes (Oh my God)
She look like she need some dick
She suck me, don't wan' go!
(Ayy ayy, ayy ayy) she gon' fuck my nigga
For a place to stay fo' sure (Ayy, hey hey)
You are irrelevant, I'm going celibate
Don't want your bitch, you can keep her amor

I'm on a drug, binge rules, I bend (Ayy)
Like Constantine (What?) devil want my soul!
Drug, binge (yeah)
Rules (Ayy) , I bend (yeah)
Like Constantine (Huh?) devil want my soul!
Okay, like, oh no, look at wrist, you bitches
Whippin' up the bowl!
You not talkin' bricks you been with
Get wet like egg yolk!
She not from Dimmsdale
But she gon' give me Dimmadome!
Oh, no, look at your aunt
Her feet black just like a crow!

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