Lyrics hooligan chase – BUSTIN

(Beam! haha!)

(Bitch)
(What? What is it?)
(Oooh, ooh, ooh, oohh)

Walk like this (oh)
I just walk right in (he did it!)
You don’t talk like this (you don’t)
You can’t talk like this (you can’t)

Hooligan you bitch (oh)
Sell yo’ best friend mid (yo’ best friend!)
Posted off the grid (oh)
Bitch give top no lid (hulk hogan)

Who the hell you is? (don’t know you!)
I can smell yo’ bih (what the hell?)
Your whole life a myth (goddah)
Pop xans with yo wife and kids (woah)

Dick right in her grits (oh)
Talkin’ I forbid (oh)
Yellin’ «fuck you bitch» (ay)
She like «Me?» and the shoe fits (ho)

Chase try crack thi’ mornin’ (oh)
All you hoes is borin’ (oh)
Squeeze that bih like juice box (yahh)
Pussy bald like 2Pac (wahh?)

I ain’t fuck with high school (ooh)
Hundred blunts, I’m high fool (yooh!)
Ooh!

Ay you bustin’? (You lyin’!)
We know. (At least you tryin’!)
I might takeoff witcho quavo my migo (my migo)
Know we geekin’ every fuckin’ where we go (we go!)
My mind gone so don’t be knockin on my door (let me be ho)

Oh you bustin? (You not)
We know. (Why you lyin’? ooh)
I might takeoff witcho quavo my migo (my migo)
Know we geekin’ every fuckin’ where we go (we go!)
My mind gone so don’t be knockin on my door (oh, no, no!)

(Oh)