Death Grips

Ring A Bell
America, America, now I’m coming Africa My death is money Whose bad? His bad Who’s looking shitty? Not me You think he’s listening? Probably Mouthpiece on Sally’s like San Joaquin valley Fuck your middle man, throw that towel in, you irk me Yeah, yeah, go tell a friend You’re irrelevant, ain’t shit but a skank Skank way too far from her holding tank Come on, girl, get your front on, girl You rank A-list or so I hear But no basic here, no safe bets here Wouldn’t touch a fake bitch with latex here She's so, she's so She know we know She's... She’s so, she’s so Beat thirsty, thought I heard a mosquito She know we know But her vox so desert and our beats so dro She’s so, she’s so Beat thirsty, thought I heard a mosquito She know we know Letras de cancionesBut her vox so desert and our beats so dro Party full of thirsty, lurkers hella worried All in six high glass heels Cinderella water hole climbing for a pot of goldie Flip you for a twenty bill Aim for El Dorado estimated arrival Time it take a fuck to make a deal Ain’t gonna make it though, try your luck in porn You’re so thirsty, all you’ll ever earn is frills Check two skeeze Pop that pussy pitch into a tent How those poles make you so bent Push that cart peddles you ring the bell Ring the bell though, hands full of dick Use your elbows, door to door you sand every last floor Deep as you can choke a quicksand storm Lipstick lap dance won’t record She’s so, she’s so Beat thirsty, thought I heard a mosquito She know we know But her vox so desert and our beats so dro She’s so, she’s so Beat thirsty, thought I heard a mosquito She know we know But her vox so desert and our beats so dro From Letras Mania