Lirik Lagu You Make Me Sick! - Ashnikko

Merdeka.com - You make me sick, you make me turn my insides out onto the bricks

I could never train a bitch like you, click, c-c-click, c-c-click, click

You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit

On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise

Attitude and the booze won't save you

You fucking loser! Red-meat deadbeat, you fucking tumor

Can't believe I let your hands inside my bloomers

Better count your blessings, I got humor, got a knife, too

I call her Tilda, bet your fucking ass that I'ma use her

Fucking user! Coke head Cretin, your life is a blooper

Splinter-looking ass, born in a sewer

Suck a dick then I bite, I'm a chewer

Go find another bitch to hoover, count the days until you lose her

I'm mad! You fuck my life up, then you say, "My bad"

You don't know your way around a pussy, call you "Chad"

Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag

Kinda sad, little nads, I'm mad

You make me sick, you make me turn my insides out onto the bricks

I could never train a bitch like you, click, c-c-click, c-c-click, click

You like my boots? I could squash you like a little rotten fruit

On your jugular and leave a pretty bruise

Attitude and the booze won't save you

(Mommy's okay!)

Hello waitress, I want his head for dinner, silver plate it

Cut his tongue out first, let's hear him go and try and say shit

I'm abrasive? I'm a dragon animorph and shape-shift

Fire breathing, break shit, brain-eating amoeba

Coming for you, I'm contagious ruined what was sacred

I was living good before your locusts and your plague hit

I always fucking fake it, now you're crying, and you're shaking?

Take your tears and bottle 'em and use 'em as a face mist

(I'm beautiful)

I'm mad! You fuck my life up then you say, "My bad"

You don't know your way around a pussy, call you "Chad"

Throwing temper tantrums every time I got a bag

Kinda sad, little nads, I'm mad

You make me sick, you make me turn my insides out onto the bricks

I could never train a bitch like you, click, c-c-click, c-c-click, click

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Liri Lagu The Kid LAROI - Kids Are Growing Up (Part 1)

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Growing up, I used to wanna be my Uncle WayneUntil I saw his body layin' in the grave (Rest in peace)Growing up, I used to want a Jeep Wrangler (Haha)Until I got to drive a RangeGrowing up, I used to have a lot of friends (Fuck 'em all)Until I saw the money change 'emGrowing up, I used to want a lot of hoesUntil I met Ben Franklin (Haha)I'm writin' this from a place that you ain't heard aboutAnd you can only come here through the word of mouth (That's real)Growing up, I used to tell my ma I'll work it outI worked it out, but now still somehow shit ain't working out (Real shit)Growing up, I watched my favorite rappers' interviewsI ain't believe 'em when they said it ain't all what it seemsBut now I'm here and realize they were tellin' truth'Cause you sacrificed yourself for everybody's needs by any meansI'm married to the game for this diamond ringAnd I spend more time with her than anybody else it seemsCourtside with my bitch, we can't see the nosebleedsAfterparty, Bootsy Bellows, hoes make they nose bleedAlways stressin' 'bout my brother, I know this shit hard on himAlways stressin' 'bout my mama, but I know that God got herI'm stressin' out more now than what I did at rock bottomAnd I'm blowin' more clouds hopin' that'll help stop itIt's all smoke and mirrors with these bitchesIt's all smoke and mirrors with 'em all (For real, haha)Promised the world and delivered me an atlasBut I guess that's how it goes

Ooh, I don't know why I can't believe it (Oh yeah)Oh, nothin' ever is in season, oh (Ooh)I thought my nightmares were my dreams (Ooh, I don't believe)This ain't what it seems, no, no