Hooters by Microwavegod_ Lyrics
Hooters
[VERSE 1: Bassuruh]
Blunt force
Jump on him like Akumpo
Pull out the .44
Cut off his vocal cords make him speak in morse code
Aye pull out the Ruger
Make him dance like a bitch at Hooters
Speaking of Hooters
Love me a thick bitch, nice titties a cougar
Call her a farm girl the way she love my rooster
I though she was cuter
But dumb bitch didn't know what a doggy was had to call her a tutor
Aye
But in the end nah fuck these hoes
Only go for the bread and shinny gold
Any nigga try to take it i pop him like bacon
And any who try me you know ima spray it
I pull out the Glock and make it go
[VERSE 2: YungDemorphine]
I'm on promethazine bitch has me dreaming (sleep)
I sip on purp and i'm over there leaning
My clique at yo block and you over there screaming
Nut on a bitch with her tongue she cleaning
Me and my clique gonna pull up with ice
Yeah we hit a lick like it had no price
Bitch our guns get the job done we ain't nice
Pull up on an opp and he get shot twice
[BRIDGE: POSSESICK]
What the fuck what are we doing at Hooters bruh i can't even drive?
Nigga, we're here to see some thick fucking bitches
Yo, guys my... my dick is growing
Yeah im horny as fuck
Damn bitch nice ass!
Damn
[VERSE 3: microwavegod_]
Bi-bi-big guns like the Taliban
My bitch she look like Lisa Ann (she do)
Pop out on a nigga kidnap him in my all white van (my van)
Red beam at your face like a bar code that was getting scanned (red beam)
He say he don't like us, virgin nigga in a Fortnite clan
I'm with my crew like the fkn Backyardigans
Pray in the morning that my gun won't jam agin
Play on recruit nigga i play on veteran
Ho suck me off like you suck on that pepper mint
Im with my pose and you know that it's permanent
Running from 12 like my name was a fugitive
You know that Bassuruh gon let the Ruger hit
Posse we running shit
Ain't no discussing it
Bitch
[VERSE 1: Bassuruh]
Blunt force
Jump on him like Akumpo
Pull out the .44
Cut off his vocal cords make him speak in morse code
Aye pull out the Ruger
Make him dance like a bitch at Hooters
Speaking of Hooters
Love me a thick bitch, nice titties a cougar
Call her a farm girl the way she love my rooster
I though she was cuter
But dumb bitch didn't know what a doggy was had to call her a tutor
Aye
But in the end nah fuck these hoes
Only go for the bread and shinny gold
Any nigga try to take it i pop him like bacon
And any who try me you know ima spray it
I pull out the Glock and make it go
[VERSE 2: YungDemorphine]
I'm on promethazine bitch has me dreaming (sleep)
I sip on purp and i'm over there leaning
My clique at yo block and you over there screaming
Nut on a bitch with her tongue she cleaning
Me and my clique gonna pull up with ice
Yeah we hit a lick like it had no price
Bitch our guns get the job done we ain't nice
Pull up on an opp and he get shot twice
[BRIDGE: POSSESICK]
What the fuck what are we doing at Hooters bruh i can't even drive?
Nigga, we're here to see some thick fucking bitches
Yo, guys my... my dick is growing
Yeah im horny as fuck
Damn bitch nice ass!
Damn
[VERSE 3: microwavegod_]
Bi-bi-big guns like the Taliban
My bitch she look like Lisa Ann (she do)
Pop out on a nigga kidnap him in my all white van (my van)
Red beam at your face like a bar code that was getting scanned (red beam)
He say he don't like us, virgin nigga in a Fortnite clan
I'm with my crew like the fkn Backyardigans
Pray in the morning that my gun won't jam agin
Play on recruit nigga i play on veteran
Ho suck me off like you suck on that pepper mint
Im with my pose and you know that it's permanent
Running from 12 like my name was a fugitive
You know that Bassuruh gon let the Ruger hit
Posse we running shit
Ain't no discussing it
Bitch