Smokepurpp - 24s Lyrics
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24s
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What Are The Lyrics For 24s By Smokepurpp?
(Ay, Tony)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, thick ass bitch, nigga, what's your type? Long black hair, hit that bitch from behind I'ma spend a bag on her, oh Throw my cash on a ho Dubai bitch, nigga, what's your type? (huh?) Yeah, I'm in the club throwin' money all night (hey) I think I'm in love with a ho (woo) She in love with the pole (ooh) Yeah, I'm Lil' Purpp, watch how I maneuver Bitch, I'm in the kitchen and I whip it like a scooter Bad college bitch, give me brain like a tutor (ooh) F*ck that lil' ho and take a flight to Bermuda (ooh) And I'm off the lean Chopper stock with the beam Yeah, shorty, go, go, and she on the pole, pole She don't like me but I think she like this coke, coke Blizzard, blizzard on my neck, make it snow in the nightclub And she got a boyfriend but I don't give two fucks Got the bouncer trippin' 'cause I came here with my two cups Bad lil' bitch give me head like Medusa Thick ass bitch, nigga, what's your type? Long black hair, hit that bitch from behind I'ma spend a bag on her, oh Throw my cash on a ho Dubai bitch, nigga, what's your type? (huh?) Yeah, I'm in the club throwin' money all night (hey) I think I'm in love with a ho (woo) She in love with the pole (ooh) |
Who Wrote 24s By Smokepurpp?
Omar Pineiro, Antonio Hernandez
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What's The Duration Of The 24s By Smokepurpp?The duration of 24s is 1:44 minutes and seconds. |
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