We Had A Deal歌词
歌手：Father 专辑：Awful Swim
作词 : Centel Mangum/Nate Donmoyer
作曲 : Centel Mangum/Nate Donmoyer
Uh, yeah
Mhm, uh huh
Yeah, Awful Records
Yeah
****** got it out the mud
All you ****** is some studs
All your hoes catchin' nuts
But I'm not one to judge
Keep the white like McFlurry
Plug call me Pill Murray
I've been drinkin' on some bourbon
***** sick as ****, slurrin'
Got two horns like Bruce Wayne
Naked, ******' on your boo thang
**** her in the ass like Hussain
It feel like huggin' a new lane
Red cup, red cup
**** around, boy, get your head busted
Redrum, redrum
******' your ho, got her head sprung
I can't roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
You keep ******' with my money, I might have to get you killed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought ****** was chill
You keep talkin' to my *****,
But we might have to get you knocked
Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your ****** and the cops
So don't try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
They gon' send your ass to hell
If you keep playin' with my knots
What? Yeah
Ayy, when I feel sad a ***** start sippin'
Puttin' them Percs in my pinot noir
Crushin' up blues in my designer shoes
When I sip on the carpet I look like a star
Pullin' her bloomers off
Pourin' that sauvignon blanc on her t*****s and lickin' it off
Her mission go from her tata to kitty
She say she want bad boy, I turned into Diddy
Ooh, yeah, I turned into 50
A ***** on BET, ***** on STARZ
Everybody wanna know who in my car
Told my lil' ***** to go sit in the car
Everybody wanna know how that boy ball
Found her at the party, then ****** in the stall
Break a ***** back like bang
Mask on my face, yeah I'm bringin' the pain
I can't roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
You keep ******' with my money,
I might have to get you killed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought ****** was chill
You keep talkin' to my *****,
But we might have to get you knocked
Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your ****** and the cops
So don't try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
They gon' send your ass to hell
If you keep playin' with my knots
What?
作曲 : Centel Mangum/Nate Donmoyer
Uh, yeah
Mhm, uh huh
Yeah, Awful Records
Yeah
****** got it out the mud
All you ****** is some studs
All your hoes catchin' nuts
But I'm not one to judge
Keep the white like McFlurry
Plug call me Pill Murray
I've been drinkin' on some bourbon
***** sick as ****, slurrin'
Got two horns like Bruce Wayne
Naked, ******' on your boo thang
**** her in the ass like Hussain
It feel like huggin' a new lane
Red cup, red cup
**** around, boy, get your head busted
Redrum, redrum
******' your ho, got her head sprung
I can't roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
You keep ******' with my money, I might have to get you killed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought ****** was chill
You keep talkin' to my *****,
But we might have to get you knocked
Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your ****** and the cops
So don't try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
They gon' send your ass to hell
If you keep playin' with my knots
What? Yeah
Ayy, when I feel sad a ***** start sippin'
Puttin' them Percs in my pinot noir
Crushin' up blues in my designer shoes
When I sip on the carpet I look like a star
Pullin' her bloomers off
Pourin' that sauvignon blanc on her t*****s and lickin' it off
Her mission go from her tata to kitty
She say she want bad boy, I turned into Diddy
Ooh, yeah, I turned into 50
A ***** on BET, ***** on STARZ
Everybody wanna know who in my car
Told my lil' ***** to go sit in the car
Everybody wanna know how that boy ball
Found her at the party, then ****** in the stall
Break a ***** back like bang
Mask on my face, yeah I'm bringin' the pain
I can't roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
You keep ******' with my money,
I might have to get you killed
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought ****** was chill
You keep talkin' to my *****,
But we might have to get you knocked
Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your ****** and the cops
So don't try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
They gon' send your ass to hell
If you keep playin' with my knots
What?
