Tamir Muskat - Goosebumpz lyrics

[Verse 1] Better act right cause I smack dykes, give 'em blow and a bit of that bagpipe b**h wanna live that rap life, but I already hit that last night Think you're f**ing with me, huh? Must be hitting that crack-pipe I be making my money, thank God I learned how to add right My cash like that c**aine, give me more, say give me more Don't worry 'bout it, ain't no thing, big titty hoes in my videos Cla**y b**h, don't kiss and tell, smack her a** and then wish her well Life s**s, better give 'em hell, get money, f** girls, free Biggavel A million in my briefcase, 'bout to shop for some real estate 'bout to party with d** though, turn it up, b**h feel the ba** Throwing money, in your face, feeling good, living great Bad b**hes in different states, it's like I think I'm Vincent Chase With p**nstars, sports cars, and my crib got a courtyard? How we get all this money though? You know how big his tours are? Greedy b**h, you a needy b**h, want some money, but need some dick And my belt monogram, when I die bet she f** my hologram though When I die bet she f** my hologram though... [Hook] We in my black Benz, windows up, getting head, smoking blunts Everybody know what's up and I turn them girls to s*uts Crib's like a mob boss, my b**h get my car washed We non-stop, my dick out, her jaw drop Cause all we do is f**, f**-f** All she wanna do is f**, f**-f** All she, all she wanna do is f**, f**-f** All she wanna do is f**, f**-f**, f** [Verse 2] Don't I look like a drug dealer? Don't I look like I'm somebody k**ing beats with that Murder Inc, don't I look like I'm Irv Gotti Riding through with my hippy van, you broke b**hes don't give a damn You softer than the Michelin man, your b**h put her p**y on Instagram Better go hard when my flow start, they brand new with they old cars Your pockets is on low carbs, she do a show, she a pollstar In the penthouse, with the pants down with the camera out, no hands now Them hard d**, we don't ran out Can't believe that's someone's grand child She's so bad but I like it, wanna hear your p**y I'll mic it My credit card bill is righteous but girl that a** is so priceless Spend the night with the right b**h, my dick ill, my pipe sick Small p**y, tight fit, she loves to sniff that white sh** f** free, no charge, I play with that p**y like Mozart Eat that p**y, I won't starve, love the p**y with my whole heart b**h named Layla my Clapton ho Give me head put the Benz in captain mode And my belt monogram, when I die bet she f** my hologram though When I die bet she f** my hologram though When I die bet she f** my hologram [Hook]