CATCH MY BREATH lyrics
by Famous Dex
[Intro]
Yeah, hah, b*tch
Maserati this ho, hah
f*ck that, yeah, huh? Hah
What? Yeah, hah, ooh
[Verse 1]
I keep a chopper, you know I keep guns, huh
And that boy mean, what? Huh
What? What? Huh, better duck, huh? Uh, uh
f*ckin' that b*tch, huh, yeah, that’s a must, what? Huh
I keep a buck, huh, ooh, uh, what? Yeah, ooh
Is you gon' bust? Huh? What? Is you gon' shoot?
I catch a opp, I might shoot, hah, yeah
b*tch, at you, huh, f*ckin’ that b*tch, she your boo, hah, ooh
My money is blue, huh
n*ggas so fu, you could be lame, I know it would be true, wait, huh, hah, huh
Let me just catch my breath, huh, I'm sippin' lean, huh
f*ckin' that b*tch, she bendin' over, I got my team in it, huh
Ooh, we winnin', we never losin', all these n*ggas actin' so goofy
f*ckin’ lil b*tch, she not feelin’ her booty
Baby girl, oodies, give me that coochie, wait, huh
Keep me a Glock for you, huh, ooh
You know I'm a shoobie
I ride with my dawgs like Scooby-Doo
You n*ggas so lame, you so fu
n*gga, that money ain’t comin' in blue
Hah, yeah, ooh, woah, what? What?
Huh, yeah, huh? Huh? Ooh
Baby a sl*t, I put my di*k in her gut
She want some money, I tell her it's a must, ooh
No, huh, baby girl, you can go, huh
Baby girl, you a ho, huh, yeah
f*ckin' that b*tch in the face, huh, ooh
Call me CK, I beat the case, yeah, erase
Huh, yeah, huh, hah
Ooh, huh, yeah
b*tch, I’m so lucky, huh
All these b*tches wanna f*ck me, huh
I got the money, it's on me, huh
Ooh, n*ggas so phony, huh
Ooh, you not my homie
Turn a n*gga, yeah, right to balonga
Hah, ooh, huh, what?
Huh, yeah, huh
I'm wasted, huh, ooh
Popa lil pill, I'm faded
f*ckin' lil b*tch, she know that I made it
Ooh, yeah, huh, ooh
Huh, what? Huh, ooh
f*ckin' that b*tch, I know she a sl*t
I put my di*k in her gut
Hah, I'm hot, huh
Pop a lil pill, goodbye
f*ckin' lil b*tch and I tell her “Goodbye”
Huh, yeah, huh, “Why?”
I'll see you later
Middle fingers, yes, to all my haters
I keep me a Glock for all my opps
Run up on me, yeah, I'm shootin' shots, huh, huh
I'm from Chicago
All these b*tches, yeah, they go, hah
I put my di*k in her throat, hah, ooh
She want some more, hah, what?
She want some more, hah, ooh
f*ck on the floor, hah
Nah, just f*ck on the bed
Baby girl, yes, eat me in here
I don't want pus*y, that pus*y be dead, hah
Yeah, pus*y be ran through, huh, yeah
All my n*ggas ride with me, I ain't from Scooby-Doo
Hah, yeah, huh, what? Huh
And I be high, pills, huh
And I be high, for real, huh
That boy is not in the field
Yeah, hah, yeah, b*tch, hah
Run up on me, you know I'ma shoot
My n*ggas be hang out the roof, hah
Yeah, what? Hah, ooh
f*ck the lil b*tch, I know she a sl*t
I put my di*k, yeah, right in her gut
Huh, yeah, huh, ooh
Huh, yeah, huh, ooh
She want a pic, I give that b*tch di*k
Hah, ooh, for the flick
Huh, hah, huh, ooh
Huh, what? Huh, yeah
I get the money, it's a must
‘Member the days I was ridin' the bus, b*tch, huh, yeah
[Outro]
f*ck you talkin' bout, n*gga?
I told you, ‘member them days I was ridin' on the bus?
Now I'm in Lamborghini truck, f*ck you talkin' bout?
Hah, 2020 sh*t, ya dig?
Hah, suck my di*k
Huh, dig