Hooligan Chase - PETER PAN lyrics

[INTRO] (What are you doing, man?) Ayoo [VERSE] Young boy, Neverland, Peter Pan That b**h got a strong neck, what she sniffin, need a tab She hit me tryna meet again while I'm four zones slidin' on my way to meet a friend Saucin', you can hear it drip drop (drip drip drip drip drop) I'm still in her mouth so why you lip lock (mouthful) Roger that, my money look like Rick Ross Baby you done said too many words and made my dick soft Go go gadget, my whole coke spastic (yes it is) New b**h atheist, my old hoe catholic Stuck on my dick, while the other stuck in traffic But she on the way goddamnit, ‘bout to get dramatic (oh noo) Flexin Bernie Sanders, gucci lotion when I jack off (oooh) That's so Raven, I can see the future with my mask off Told that b**h to net me, but she grounded, that's that dad talk (ay ay ay) Rio De Janeiro, I be trippin' on the catwalk (on the catwalk!) Bang on that b**h, I be swang on that b**h S-s-sick! I'm just eatin' chow mein on that b**h Think so hard, think I need a new brain on that b**h It's okay, servin' hoes soufflés, chef like Bobby Flay I miss pluto, we gone go today London b**hes fallin' I don't even pay attention, got a hundred b**hes callin' Let ‘em know I'm with my stack and now we huntin' b**hes ballin' I don't ever text em back and now a hundred b**hes ballin' Everybody talkin' bout a double cup I just jumped through portal playin' double dutch Trappin' Mr. Feeney with the bu*ton up Your girlfriend probably don't even let you touch her bu*t If you lookin' for me, you know where I be On my island with some psychedelic d** I got for free Slurpin noodles witcho poodle, Lindsay Lohan spreads me cheeks They go “Hooligan again? That boy be geekin', jeez louise” Grab the pack like it's my homework Mathematics like a nerd Off the letter on Luigi, had her talkin', it be slurred Taught me worst African voodoo, disappearin' off the Earth Double d's won't picture fashion, me my eyes on red alert Lost in the sauce, never found Rest in p**y to my cause I done f**ed around and drowned Uncle Jessy off the xan, Danny Tanner on the couch I'm a dumb f** I can't even count She give me Doug Dimmadome Owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome Once the job done I gotta send her home I ain't even put her number in my phone [OUTRO] Young boy, Neverland, Peter Pan That b**h got a strong neck, what she sniffin, need a tab She hit me tryna meet again while I'm four zones slidin' on my way to meet a friend