I MAKE COUNTRY MUSIC lyrics

[Hook:]

Seven days before i beat yo ass and you got bruises (Huh?)


I make country music

Yo b*tch so confusing
She wanna taste her own juices (Huh?)
I make country music
Seven days before i beat yo ass and you got bruises (Huh?)
I make country music
Yo b*tch so confusing

[Verse:]

I will not swim in her if her pus*y trash stick to my hoes like glue
Velma got titties Scooby Doo
She wanna f*ck, but i dont f*ck with you
My p*nis in between her teeth like a toothpick
She bit it off (ugh)
Think i need a new di*k
Your b*tch about to eat the p*nis like Cheerios
Bring me spaghetti and ill put you thru the halocaust i asked for spaghettios
You'rе stupid as sh*t
f*cked your b*tch she a 10
And age is just a numbеr
She about to party with me no slumber
My diamonds be p*ssing
Like pee
Ooh wee
Pooh sea
They keep asking who's he?
Thats me
[Hook:]

Seven days before i beat yo ass and you got bruises (Huh?)
I make country music
Yo b*tch so confusing
She wanna taste her own juices (Huh?)
I make country music
Seven days before i beat yo ass and you got bruises (Huh?)
I make country music
Yo b*tch so confusing
I make country- hold up