LyricsNothing But Net

Travis Scott, Young Thug, PARTYNEXTDOOR

Last update on: September 24, 2020
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I might use the bitch for a cook I might use the bitch for a shooter But used to was a rooster Aye, blat fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side We don't play that shit Grab your girl, tell your bitch to quit playin' Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride And if it all goes down ABC, about to cum She like children on her tum' I come red like I'm a narc Inhalin' kush with my lungs... Covered in green like a fuckin' iguana End of the day I'm the mo'fuckin' boss like the fuckin' your honor I got Travi$ Scott inside the spot and he leanin' like a mothafucka I feed bitches rocks, and load the Glocks and now she feinin' like a mothafucka Her ass fat so she teasin' like a mothafucka Booty call, nigga greasier than a mothafucka Hey, I wanna eat the little mothafucka Icy water, Fiji, mothafucka Lets get it I might use the bitch for a cook I might use the bitch for a shooter But used to was a rooster Aye, blat fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side We don't play that shit yea Grab your girl, tell your bitch to quit playin' Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride And if it all goes down Nothin' but net Nothin' but net (Shoosh Bottom) Nothin' but net (Whoo) Nothin' but net Last call, last call for the weed and alcohol Last call for you to slip out them drawers Girl I need it right now, get your ass in this stall We ain't got time to stall These niggas got me pissed off Sippin' so long, girl I'm pissin' Cristal Sippin' and swervin' My words don't know if I crashed into a pool or her jaw Pops never home, left a long term On the back when a lil' nigga had to sit and deal with Loner turned rock star, nigga, under the moon Got the world in my palm, 'bout to rub her pussy with it When you dominate it come with digits Let her see the Tempur-Pedic Bend it over, beat it, skeet it Then delete it, then repeat it Then repeat it, then she told me... Fuck that other side, nigga, fuck that other side We don't play that shit Grab your girl, tell your bitch to quit playin' Later we gon' play that shit It's all good, it's alright Plenty bitches down to ride And if it all goes down Nothin' but net Nothin' but net (Shoosh Bottom) Nothin' but net (Whoo) Nothin' but net

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