K-pop Lyrics

I like my girls
skinny with brains
I like my hoodies
fucked with lane
I like my friends
imaginary with no names
And I make music for
the fuck of it no fame
Aim shoot the gun
of love round
Tried to find ammo but
it's none around town
So I went Down South
but I ended up North
Uptown sittin' on
Cloud 9's white porch
And of course
my car's off course
You're so white
my blinkers don't work
I'm tryna let the force
be with you I get you
Music is my first
but I contemplate divorce
You make a nigga
sing songs nice
You make a nigga's
night turn day
And you make the flowers
sing say turn
green yellow
It sucks that I didn't
get the chance
to say hello
I wanna eat you
out like jello
And mess with your body
like the base and
the cello
And tell your mom
I said hello
you wanna go to prom
Nigga hell no
Fuck Shit and
another one
and on another one
Another love song
about shit
And I'll be rich if
I get another diss
And maybe Cupid
won't miss
I like her L I K E the
only difference is she
won't fuck with me
But she will
fuck with that
vegetable with the hairs
full of X's and O's
I wanna tie her body up
and throw her in
my basement
Keep her there so nobody
can wonder where
her face went
Tyler what you doin'
Shut the fuck up
You gon' fuckin'
love me bitch
But all I really
want is a
kiss on the cheek
In private not public
in the streets
And your cupcake I will
eat and your toes
Cause I got a big fetish
with the feet
I just want somebody
I can see
You can be a gold digger
you ain't gotta love me
I'm serious I don't
ask for much
Your heart literally
is what I do want
for lunch
Now this shit is
turnin' to a habit
I'm the Burger King
I gotta have it my way
And truthfully girl you
really make my day
I would probably kill
myself if you told me
you was gay
And I can't even look
the other way
Your aura is a magnet
my eyes a metal bag
it's attractive
L O L laughin'
you're a
gold Oscar and
I'm just actin'
And I want your sin
in my hole
and have our
kids play
supportin' role
Climbin' up
the pole Jack
and the Beanstalk
bitch it's gold
And I was in loath
I would never get
over you ever
Sarah
Another love song
about shit
And I'll be rich if
I get another diss
And maybe Cupid
won't miss
Half your body layin'
on my chest
The rest is in
my stomach
that's includin'
your breast
And I'mma just take
another guess
Now you probably wishin'
that you woulda said yes
Am I crazy Maybe but
fucked up is how
I been lately
Shit I don't give a fuck
your family lookin'
for you wish 'em
good luck
Bitch you tried to
play me like a dummy
Now you stuck up in my
motherfuckin'
basement all bloody
And I'm fuckin'
your dead body
your coochie all cummy
Lookin' in
your dead eyes
what the fuck you
want from me
What did you want
from me What did you
want from me