Homele$$ – Loot Lyrics
Artist: Homele$$
Song: Loot
Que pasa amigo
I’m back in this b#tch
If that head game is right and that p#ss# is good throw a rack at that b#tch
Walk in the club with a strap in that b#tch
n#gg#s they shoot like Iraq in that b#tch
I peel off in the thunder bird
Up in Johannesburg Imma lay back with this African b#tch
Came from the bottom, my grand-mama house
A funeral first kicked the cameras out
Ninety-nine bottles up there on the floor
We were wildin’ now it’s just like an animals house
Eating up rappers, the cannibals out
Bust off in your b#tch while she lay on your couch
I get head in the whip while she driving that b#tch
If you b#tch on my dick then my hands in her p#ss#
You think they your homies they snakes in thе end
My home boy just died, mothеr-f#ck a new friend
One day you hear it the next day you worried
Still mourning my n#gg# so f#ck your new b#tch
I’m drinking liquor to mask all the pain
My high coming down
Imma crash, going faint
Partied enough get the money my n#gg#
Cause one day they might come and bash in your brain
We up in this b#tch [up in this b#tch
Just got paid [n#gg# just got paid
Got this drink in my cup [drink in my cup
n#gg# just got straight [I’m straight, n#gg#
We been on it all night [We on it
I don’t know about you [We f#ck it up
On the beach I sit
She wanna have my baby
Give me the loot [x9
Loot [x10]
East side n#gg#
Turn into pine box
This marijuana make your motherf#cking brain stop
Eyes wider than a cyclopes
Might throw a b#tch #ss n#gg# out a side box
Three strikes on my high tops
You don’t got no f#cking jams up on your iPod
Becky, my god
I bet you lick her p#ss# leave her eyes wide
So hot its like we’re sitting over on Jupiter
Getting money they would think I work with Lucifer
Being broke was never cool to us
Being glued to the concrete never new to us
Your favorite rapper just a fairy tale
I’m the man cause I know his girlfriend very well
She let me f#ck her on the Ferris Wheel
Hits south-east and got head while
I never paid for the hair and nails
Vodka got a n#gg# spinning like a carousel
I’m harder than a n#gg# tryna tear a nail
For a match I keep it fair as hell
You can find me in the ATL
Might tear the f#cking club up
n#gg#s scared, walk quick
Now f#ck you, pay me
We up in this b#tch [up in this b#tch
Just got paid [n#gg# just got paid
Got this drink in my cup [drink in my cup
n#gg# just got straight [I’m straight, n#gg#
We been on it all night [We on it
I don’t know about you [We f#ck it up
On the beach I sit
She wanna have my baby
Give me the loot [x9
Loot [x10
Give me the loot [x9
Loot [x10]
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Release Year: 2018