Lyrics wifisfuneral – Okurr

Robb Bank$:
Yeah, let’s go
Cris Dinero
Okuur!

Uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’fucker
When y’all be like to’ and rode up
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, «Damn, he a mo’fucker»

I’m gon’ make her fuck me for a Perc’ (Perc’)
I’ma fuck that pussy ’til it squirt (Squirt)
Pull up on a bitch like, ‘yurt’
Hit it from the back, make it hurt

Wifisfuneral:
Okay, okay, okay, I might pop a Xan’, make it work
Yuh, yuh, lil’ baby fuck me ’til it squirt (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, okay, fucked up off a Perc’ (Woo)
Yeah, okay, fucked up off a Perc’
Yuh, yuh, okay, Forgi’s my whip though
Robb Bank$:
With a thick hoe, yell up on my bitch hoe
With that- in, uh
Yellow diamond my wrist, um
Like it just got pissed on
Run it up like Flintstones
Drip with the Liu Kang kick, oh
We gon’ need that Xan with the lean
Floatin’ on that bean
Then the trap pays, cost a ki
Clean like Listerine
She said, «Oh God»

Uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’fucker
When y’all be like to’ and rode up
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, «Damn, he a mo’fucker»

Wifisfuneral (Robb Bank$):
I’ma make her fuck me for a bean
Arch your back bitch, feel it in your knees (Knees)
Swingin’ on dubs, I’m ridin’ high, that’s how it be (That’s how it be)
Swingin’ on dubs, I’m ridin’ high, this how it be (Hold up)
Ayo, it’s cool to smoke a pack, bustin’ off a sack
Walked up in this bitch, indeed, and yes I’m off of that
I’m mixin’ Perkys with the Xannies, I’m a bad influence
I’m mixin’ Perkys with the Xannies, I’m a bad influence
Robb Bank$:
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Chick, if you’re itchin’, I’ll scratch it
Pop me a Perc’, do it up, be ready
Speedball, that’s right, ayy
Mind’s on the Xanny
And it tastes like candy
Mix four in a pint, that many
My name’s Griffith, nice to meet you
Honeycomb dime a little see-through
Queen bee, precious thing, you
She down for the King Kong
She got 2Phone’ as a ringtone
That mean I sing to her
Iced out my finger
Then just stick them in her
Where you goin’? (Where you goin’?)
Wifisfuneral (Robb Bank$):
You shocked? Yeah I want you
Jump up on it (Yeah)

Robb Bank$:
Uh, ‘ac drinkin’ mo’fucker
When y’all be like to’ and rode up
Mud like at Fuddruckers
She like, «Damn, he a mo’fucker»