Mothra by Raro Lyrics

Look at that girl with them thick ass lips
Look at that girl with them thick ass hips
She the kinda pup that turn the dance floor infinite
When she walk into the building,all my woof dogs whistling
Listening slipping in craving the butter
Heart palpitations yeah I’m feeling the flutter
Her eyes so deadly, I be undercover
Of my sheets when I slumber
Soon I’ll discover

Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother woof
And I’m like no other brother
Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother woof
Awwwooooo

Candy curls And Colgate pearls
I think I’m gonna be sick
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it

Candy curls And Colgate pearls
I think I’m gonna be sick
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it
Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother woof
Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother
Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother woof
Raro got magic, and I’m like no other brother

Moth told not me to fly to the light
At least I lived my life in the light
Nothing but suns in my sight
Baby that’s a life lived right

Money for love Money for fights
Money for drugs Money for nights
Might even say In the back of my mind
I be the dream I be the fright
I be the scream in your surprise
I be the cream baby loving your thighs
Lay back on me as you decide
Will you be queen will you be mine

Candy curls And colgate pearls
I think I’m gonna be sick
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it
Lock and load boy I’m going In for it

And I’m sitting room
God dam I need to fucking zoom
Outta this bitch Get me a rocket soon
Blast that shit space Oh my god earth is a disgrace
What the fuck happen to my planet
Fucking hell man I just need to find a new habit
That doesn’t involve toxicity
Cigarettes and nicotine
Mr Raro Some call puppy Some call me Carlo