《OMG》專輯歌詞:by Iggy Azalea ; Wiz Khalifa MP3歌詞


所屬專輯:
Survive The Summer
演唱者:
Iggy Azalea ; Wiz Khalifa

《OMG》歌詞:
Got Got it on smash
Think he got a chance with a bitch like me
He ain’t rich enough rich enough no
Calls need to stop he ain’t calling ’bout the guap
I ain’t picking up picking up brrp
Y’all little hoes can’t sit by the pool you ain’t thick enough thick enough go
Weave so long and the pussy so wet
Gon eat it up beat it up
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yah
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yah
He said it tastes so good I should just serve it on a plate
Bought that Wraith fresh off the lot that bitch aingt even got no plates
I be looking at the stars while my pussy in his face
How the fuck could I fall off I get 250 just to play
They taking shots like Plaxico
I’m riding waves in Mexico
You bitches gassed like Texaco
Aingt bout that bag don’t hit my phone
Make sure your money match your mouth before you ever talk ’bout me
And if you want me to pull up
Just know I’ma need a fee yah
Think he got a chance with a bitch like me
He ain’t rich enough rich enough no
Calls need to stop he ain’t calling ’bout the guap
I ain’t picking up picking up brrp
Y’all little hoes can’t sit by the pool you aingt thick enough thick enough go
Weave so long and the pussy so wet
Gon eat it up beat it up
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yah
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yeah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yeah
Smoking on some Sticky Icky need a bitch like Iggy
Hit my phone up for quickee no shade but I’m picky
Told that bitch to ride my dick she tried to pop a wheelie
Got so much ass on a traffic stop to see it
I be rolling tropical weed up
I be on a flight with my feet up
I get on the track and I eat it up
Get her in the bed I beat it up
Bang I get the bitch and I change her
Got you bringing weed on the plane
Everywhere they throw it up gang haha​​haha
Think he got a chance with a bitch like me
He ain’t rich enough rich enough ah no
Calls need to stop he ain’t calling ’bout the guap
I ain’t picking up picking up brrp
Y’all little hoes can’t sit by the pool
You ain’t thick enough thick enough go
Weave so long and the pussy so wet
Gon eat it up beat it up
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yah
Oh My God this shit different yah
Oh My God Gucci slippers yah
Oh My God my wrist vicious yah
Oh My God might hurt yo feelings yah
Oh My God
Biggest bitch ever