Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). Get the embed code Death Grips - Bottomless Pit Album Poison4.Bottomless Pit5.Bubbles Buried in This Bad People Good Ideas8.Hot a Bedrooms in a Good Grips Lyrics provided by Disjointed Houdini baby Three, four, fuck you, baby Disjointed Houdini baby Three, four, fuck you, baby Disjointed Houdini baby Three, four, fuck you, baby Disjointed Houdini baby Music use us fuck who's this what After before or does this just Stay fucked, kay Baby, disjointed Houdini baby Music use us fuck who's this what After before or does. Off fat fucks stressed ‘cause they can’t compressĮxtra bump this shit is sex, decrepit sex I appear and disappear wit the heata like Houdini They parry wit. Lawn glad stretch 'til it sag like breast Houdini Lyrics by Death Grips from the Bottomless Pit album - including song video, artist biography, translations and more: Three, four, fuck you. Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language. Watch you think ‘bout that? Don’t fight it wake up or flung 'cause I'm detonation in your head boom I spray like girl who whip her device f a warning that bores me I'd rather get blazed I detest you always come test me f get sliced caught a tiny cougar even she don't wet d get left but he leave real slow typical no clue he don't grow official f no with a capital hoe wack hoe. I'm cloaked trash poker fucking polygraphsĮye you close, all I see’s more trash, mi amor
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |