Butterface lyrics

[Intro]
Yung Germ
Okay

[Chorus]
You think that you tough, I think you a hoe (Okay)
You think that you fly, I don't like ya clothes (Yeah)
You think that I'm hot; yeah b*tch, I know (Okay)
I think that you not, you can suck the di*k though (Huh? Huh?)

[Bridge]
And hey, I need you
To shut up, b*tch (What?)
Why you always feel inclined to move ya ‘f*ckin lips?
‘Cause I see you (Okay)
Hop off of my sack (What?)
Rosa Parks a b*tch and make her sit right in the back

[Verse 1]
I will elbow a n*gga like, I'm Curtis Blaydes (Huh?)
Make 'em say wow like, I am Billy Mays (Huh?)
Got these boys salty like, Original Lays (Huh?)
Knock a n*gga out in the night or the day (Ha-ha)
Yo b*tch breath stink, I think I can fix that (Okay)
Here hoe, here; is a ‘mo-‘f*ckin Tic-Tac (Okay)
Got the dogs out, where my ‘lil b*tch at? (Okay)
Feds took my gun, just want my di*k back
[Chorus]
You think that you tough, I think you a hoe
You think that you fly, I don't like ya clothes
You think that I'm hot; yeah b*tch, I know
I think that you not, you can suck the di*k though (Okay)

[Verse 2]
That b*tch ugly but, I might f*ck her in the dark (Okay)
n*ggas scarеd of me, I'm suited up like Tony Stark (Okay)
Got a ray-bеam, rip ya ‘f*ckin flesh apart (Okay)
New fatality, then I'm ‘rippin out ya heart (Okay)
Make 'em pipe down, gun inside his mouth (Huh)
When they hear the choppa sound, I’ma lay ya homie down (Ha-ha)
Make 'em pipe down, hit him in the ground (Ha)
And he f*ckin' spin around, tip him over like a cow (Ha-ha)

[Chorus]
You think that you tough, I think you a hoe
You think that you fly, I don't like ya clothes
You think that I'm hot; yeah b*tch, I know
I think that you not, you can suck the di*k though
You think that you tough, I think you a hoe
You think that you fly, I don't like ya clothes
You think that I'm hot; yeah b*tch, I know
I think that you not, you can suck the di*k though