Paroles de la chanson MHMM par Glorb
Paroles de la chanson MHMM par Glorb
Now first of all
Fuck these rappers here, talkin' this, talkin' that
Dankton, I see you, bitch
I'm the reason they call it Bikini Bottom
Don't forget I left you on read, gang
The baddest bitches live in bubbles, that's a fuckin' fact
Ain't no patty, bitches Krabby, I got hella ass
I brought my strap into the club, I'm tryna throw it back
And I just hit up Dankton, he's a pussy, don't know how to act (Mmm-hmm)
I'm geeked up like I'm DDG
I hit your block on every corner like a fuckin' DVD
Fuck these rappers here, talkin' this, talkin' that
Dankton, I see you, bitch
I'm the reason they call it Bikini Bottom
Don't forget I left you on read, gang
The baddest bitches live in bubbles, that's a fuckin' fact
Ain't no patty, bitches Krabby, I got hella ass
I brought my strap into the club, I'm tryna throw it back
And I just hit up Dankton, he's a pussy, don't know how to act (Mmm-hmm)
I'm geeked up like I'm DDG
I hit your block on every corner like a fuckin' DVD
They said the girlies couldn't rap, hit the kitchen, leave 'em be
I hit 'em up like Crips and Bloods, the way I'm tryna see 'em bleed (Mmm-hmm)
I get cash money like it's CMB (CMB)
Yeah, these bitches act funny when they see me, please (See me, please)
Your boy's a crash dummy, he's a little flea
I made him wait in line for this pussy like the DMV
Yeah, mmm-hmm, how the fuck it feel?
Yeah, got it out the bottom, bitch, I made it here
Yeah, mmm-hmm, how the fuck it feel?
I had your main man actin' David, tryna cop a field
You're a PC smashin', little dick havin'
I hit 'em up like Crips and Bloods, the way I'm tryna see 'em bleed (Mmm-hmm)
I get cash money like it's CMB (CMB)
Yeah, these bitches act funny when they see me, please (See me, please)
Your boy's a crash dummy, he's a little flea
I made him wait in line for this pussy like the DMV
Yeah, mmm-hmm, how the fuck it feel?
Yeah, got it out the bottom, bitch, I made it here
Yeah, mmm-hmm, how the fuck it feel?
I had your main man actin' David, tryna cop a field
You're a PC smashin', little dick havin'
Ugly, green bitch with a chick named Karen
Bitch, my name's Sandy, never had a plan b
You live inside a bucket, eww, bitch, you're nasty
The baddest bitches live in bubbles, that's a fuckin' fact
Ain't no patty, bitches Krabby, I got hella ass
I brought my strap into the club, I'm tryna throw it back
And I just hit up Dankton, he's a pussy, don't know how to act (Mmm-hmm)
I'm geeked up like I'm DDG
I hit your block on every corner like a fuckin' DVD
They said the girlies couldn't rap, hit the kitchen, leave 'em be
I hit 'em up like Crips and Bloods, the way I'm tryna see 'em bleed (Mmm-hmm)
Bitch, my name's Sandy, never had a plan b
You live inside a bucket, eww, bitch, you're nasty
The baddest bitches live in bubbles, that's a fuckin' fact
Ain't no patty, bitches Krabby, I got hella ass
I brought my strap into the club, I'm tryna throw it back
And I just hit up Dankton, he's a pussy, don't know how to act (Mmm-hmm)
I'm geeked up like I'm DDG
I hit your block on every corner like a fuckin' DVD
They said the girlies couldn't rap, hit the kitchen, leave 'em be
I hit 'em up like Crips and Bloods, the way I'm tryna see 'em bleed (Mmm-hmm)
(Mmm-hmm)
Yeah, hit 'em up, Crips and Bloods, tryna see 'em bleed
(Mmm-hmm)
It's Sandy Cheeks, bitch, you do not wanna fuck with me
(Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm)
Yeah, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Fact is, Karen, you're datin' a fuckin' loser
Bitch, shut your fuckin' mouth
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