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    Lil Peep - Star Shopping

    Wait right here
    I'll be back in the mornin'
    I know that I'm not that important to you
    But to me, girl, you're so much more than gorgeous
    So much more than perfect (yeah)

    Right now I know that I'm not really worth it
    If you give me time, I can work on it
    Give me some time while I work on it
    Losin' your patience, and, girl, I don't blame you
    The Earth's in rotation, you're waitin' for me

    Look at my face, while I fuck on your waist
    'Cause we only have one conversation a week
    That's why your friends always hatin' on me

    Fuck 'em though, I did this all by myself
    Matter fact, I ain't never ask no one for help
    And that's why I don't pick up my phone when it rings

    None of my exes is over Lil Peep
    Nobody flexin' as much as I be
    That's why she text me and tell me she love me
    She know that someday I'll be over the sea
    Makin' my money and smokin' my weed
    I think it's funny, she open up to me, get comfortable with me
    Once I got it comin', I love her, she love me
    I know that I'm nothing like someone the family want me to be
    If I find a way, would you walk it with me?
    Look at my face while you talkin' to me
    'Cause we only have one conversation a week
    Can I get one conversation at least?
    Shout out to everyone makin' my beats, you helpin' me preach
    This music's the only thing keepin' the peace when I'm fallin' to pieces


    [Chorus]
    Look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason
    A reason to shine, a reason like mine and I'm fallin' to pieces
    Look at the sky tonight, all of the stars have a reason

  • #2
    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

    Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
    Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins
    Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
    Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
    Now that's real, real, real,
    Gun in my purse, bitch I came dressed to kill
    Who wanna go first? I had 'em pushing daffodils
    I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
    I'm on some dumb shit

    By the way, what he say?
    He can tell I ain't missing no meals
    Come through and fuck him in my automobile
    Let him eat it with his grills,
    He keep telling me to chill
    He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
    He said he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab
    So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit him with the jab like...
    Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    (look at her butt)
    Look at, look at, look at
    Look, at her butt

    This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
    Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
    Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
    Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
    Now that bang bang bang,
    I let him hit it 'cause he slang Cocaine
    He toss my salad like his name Romaine
    And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
    I'm on some dumb shit

    By the way, what he say?
    He can tell I ain't missing no meals
    Come through and fuck him in my automobile
    Let him eat it with his grills,
    He keep telling me to chill
    He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
    Because he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab
    So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like...
    Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    (look at her butt)
    Look at, look at, look at
    Look, at her butt

    Little in the middle but she got much back
    Little in the middle but she got much back
    Little in the middle but she got much back
    Oh my God (look at her butt)

    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't...
    My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

    (Don't don't don't) My Anaconda don't...
    (Don't don't don't) Don't want none unless you got buns hun

    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my gosh, look at her butt
    Oh my God (look at her butt)
    Look at, look at, look at
    Look, at her butt

    Yeah, he love this fat ass
    Yeah! This one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club
    I said, "Where my fat ass big bitches in the club?"
    Fuck the skinny bitches,
    Fuck the skinny bitches in the club
    I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the motherfucking club
    Fuck you if you skinny bitches. What? Yeah. Ha-ha, ha... (Kyuh)

    Yeah. I got a big fat ass. Come on! (Kyuh)

    Hey
    Hey
    Hey

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    • #3
      Cool to piss this thread?

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      • #4
        no

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        • #5
          About to make them dance now
          Yeah

          Throw that boy pussy
          Roll that, throw that boy pussy (8x)

          Roll that boy pussy
          Yeah, you got me looking
          Thinking 'bout fucking
          Let me get a rubber
          Beat it from the back
          Round of applause
          Make that ass clap, clap, clap, clap
          Clap that ass in this pit
          Let me see you clap that ass like a bitch
          Yeah, I'm trying to get you back home
          See if you can clap that ass on this dick
          Yeah, I see you over there twerking
          That ass got my attention
          I hit your ass with this dick
          Send that ass home limping
          (Low)
          What's your real name? And not your Jack'd name?
          Bend it over, bust it open, bring it back, man
          Hold it open, I'ma eat it like a Pac-Man
          I'm trying to beat it out the frame and give you back pains
          Cause I'm nastier than him, and I got more cash than him
          And I was trying to fuck your friend, but you got more ass than him
          Yeah, I see you over there twerking
          That ass got my attention
          I want to see you throw that, throw that, throw that, throw that

          Throw that boy pussy
          Roll that boy pussy
          Throw that boy pussy, pussy, pussy (2x)

          Man, I'm cool with his and hers
          But I'm 'bout that his and his
          Let me eat that boy pussy
          It taste good like M&M'S
          I'm gonna bust that ass open
          And send you back home to him
          Then I kick that shit like Biz Markie
          And say you just a friend (OK)
          (Look)
          Throw that head back like you got a 27 inch
          Throw that ass back like you riding an eleven inch
          Bend it over, show them ratchet hoes who you better than
          All them hoes broke, all them hoes is irrelevant
          Throw that ass I'ma catch it, beat it, stretch it, eat it, pass it
          Cause I ain't tryna arrest it, and I ain't tryna handcuff it
          You throw that ass like it's nothing
          But I will see you throw that, throw that, throw that, throw that

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          • #6
            In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
            Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
            With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
            Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
            Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
            Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
            Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
            Got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
            Someone keeps sayin I'm insane to complain
            About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
            Don't believe everything that you breathe
            You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
            So shave your face with some mace in the dark
            Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

            Yo, cut it.

            Soy un perdedor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (Double-barrel buckshot)
            Soy un perdidor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

            Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
            Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
            'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
            One's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
            With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
            The daytime crap of a folksinger slob
            He hung himself with a guitar string

            Slap the turkey neck and it's hangin from a pigeon wing
            You can't write if you can't relate
            Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
            And my time is a piece of wax, fallin' on a termite
            That's chokin on the splinters

            Soy un perdedor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz)
            Soy un perdidor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (Drive-by body pierce)

            Yo bring it on down
            Sooooooy...
            (Soy un perdedor I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?)
            (I'm a driver, I'm a winner; things are gonna change, I can feel it.)

            Soy un perdidor

            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (I can't believe you)
            Soy un perdidor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            Soy un perdidor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (Sprechen sie Deutches, baby)
            Soy un perdidor
            I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
            (Know what I'm sayin?)



            I like modding because it gives me the illusion I have control.

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            • #7
              Because I Got High
              Afroman
              LYRICS
              I was gonna clean my room until I got high
              I was gonna get up and find the broom but then I got high
              My room is still messed up and I know why
              'Cause I got high
              I was gonna go to class before I got high
              I coulda cheated and I coulda passed but I got high
              I am taking it next semester and I know why
              'Cause I got high
              Because I got high
              Because I got high
              I was gonna go to work but then I got high
              I just got a new promotion but I got high
              Now I'm selling dope and I know why
              'Cause I got high
              Because I got high
              Because I got high
              You got it ass backwards, bitch. Smile when I move past you.

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              • #8
                Hold up
                sigpic

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                • #9
                  maybe I otta stop sellin water
                  spend more time with my son and my daughter
                  but the drug life drug me away from my wife
                  she couldn't deal with the stress and the strife
                  cocaine rockin' hood rats jockin'
                  late night knockin' drive way blockin'
                  late at night I fantasize bout rappin
                  but I gotta sell dope till it happen
                  how long?
                  sigpic

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                  • #10
                    No surprise Ekelon identifies with Lil Peep lyrics. That guy was gay as fuck.

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                    • #11
                      Dead at how gay this thread is

                      The 40 dumping off'a Kurbz side
                      ...This is for my dead homies!!!...

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                      • #12
                        Gay is good to a certain point. This way over the red line.
                        Originally posted by Chaunce;n3231571

                        Site gets fixed end of this week or next btw.

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                        • #13
                          Will live the rest of my life pretending i didnt saw this thread.
                          Originally posted by Chaunce;n3231571

                          Site gets fixed end of this week or next btw.

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                          • #14
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                            • #15
                              Originally posted by Master bates View Post
                              No surprise Ekelon identifies with Lil Peep lyrics. That guy was gay as fuck.
                              Besides the fact that the lyrics I posted clearly was talking about a girl...

                              Where’s proof Lil Peep was gay?

                              and if you find that proof, tell me what’s wrong with being gay...

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