German Headlice by Trap Queen ft. Vicious Kim Jong Lyrics
[Intro}
How you doin' Instagram it's Big Time Tommy
You know how I get down on a Friday
(Trap Queen)
Ay, Ay
Gang, Gang
Yuh
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice
[Verse 1: Trap Queen]
I rock timbs in the summer
Greasy like some butter
I never stutter
Your mother is my brother
Pulled up in the rari
For the boomers its Ferrari
I go private on safari
My dad died in the army (Yuh)
Oregano in my pipe
My fruit is very ripe
Big chills on Skype
Sorry, your not my type (Yuh, ay)
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice
[Verse 2: Vicious Kim Jong]
Headlice, headlice, headlice (wait, so go now)
I am almost 15
The boys enjoy my average peen
I only rock supreme
When I'm slurping on my canteen
Someone pass the chug jug
I do not like thugs
Your sluggish like a slug
And my pug named is Doug
I've never had KFC
My average is 3
Gang gang, ABC
HIJK big peepee
I've never been to Tennessee
Lets agree to disagree
I entered the country illegally
I never payed the legal fee
I crashed my dad's ice cream truck
But I don't give a gosh darn buck
Gang gang, Brussel sprouts
I burnt down my house (Gang, gang) (GANG, GANG)
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
(Yuh, ay, ay, yuh)
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice
[Verse 3: Trap Queen, Vicious Kim Jong]
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice
They call me Ken Dryden
Ich hasse Minderheiten
Ich mache schwarzarbeiten
Im not Jewish like Zach Hyman
Mazel Tov Harambe
Double cup gatorade
Blow up like a grenade
My voice is high like helium
Sippin' on magnesium
Switch up like a chameleon
Shoutout to the broski Liam
9,8,7,6,5,4,3
I kinda have to pee pee pee
8,7,6,5,4,3,2
I really gotta poo poo poo
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice
How you doin' Instagram it's Big Time Tommy
You know how I get down on a Friday
(Trap Queen)
Ay, Ay
Gang, Gang
Yuh
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice
[Verse 1: Trap Queen]
I rock timbs in the summer
Greasy like some butter
I never stutter
Your mother is my brother
Pulled up in the rari
For the boomers its Ferrari
I go private on safari
My dad died in the army (Yuh)
Oregano in my pipe
My fruit is very ripe
Big chills on Skype
Sorry, your not my type (Yuh, ay)
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice
[Verse 2: Vicious Kim Jong]
Headlice, headlice, headlice (wait, so go now)
I am almost 15
The boys enjoy my average peen
I only rock supreme
When I'm slurping on my canteen
Someone pass the chug jug
I do not like thugs
Your sluggish like a slug
And my pug named is Doug
I've never had KFC
My average is 3
Gang gang, ABC
HIJK big peepee
I've never been to Tennessee
Lets agree to disagree
I entered the country illegally
I never payed the legal fee
I crashed my dad's ice cream truck
But I don't give a gosh darn buck
Gang gang, Brussel sprouts
I burnt down my house (Gang, gang) (GANG, GANG)
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
(Yuh, ay, ay, yuh)
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice
[Verse 3: Trap Queen, Vicious Kim Jong]
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice
They call me Ken Dryden
Ich hasse Minderheiten
Ich mache schwarzarbeiten
Im not Jewish like Zach Hyman
Mazel Tov Harambe
Double cup gatorade
Blow up like a grenade
My voice is high like helium
Sippin' on magnesium
Switch up like a chameleon
Shoutout to the broski Liam
9,8,7,6,5,4,3
I kinda have to pee pee pee
8,7,6,5,4,3,2
I really gotta poo poo poo
[Chorus: Trap Queen]
I'm like lil' boat with the ice
Fry you like some rice
Got no sauce only spice
In grade nine I had headlice, headlice, headlice,headlice