Easter Bunny Lyrics

Jayy

Yeah

Whoaaa

Give her bomb dick I'm off the rope like Batista

Different state shopping This ain't no regular sneakers

Cream of the crop I'm the pick of the litter

Life is too long I'm a die a sinner

I fuck a soccer mom she was a minivan

They say that I'm brazy I look like the Candy Man

Far away, I come from Neverland

I buy her a bag and I watch her happy dance

Faking sick to get prescriptions

I was serving a junkies

He took too much molly now he got Alka-Seltzer in his tummy

School of hard knocks I could do whatever to get the money

It's the 8th of April she gone still hop on the dick like a Easter bunny

She my charm, she make me feel lucky

She call my real name when we fucking

She normally wear ice I got her bussin

Phone like beehive shit was buzzing

I could make aunts offer cousins I could make daughters offer mamas

I'm most hated it like Osama

Jammed up he prayed the Feds find me

Spin on his blocks with the shells I feel like I'm Rafael

I still don't fuck with Master Splinter because these niggas they rats and a tell

If they take me away who gone post my bail

FedEx UPS get the packs through the mail

Off a triple beam scale

Give her bomb dick I'm off the rope like Batista

Different state shopping This ain't no regular sneakers

Cream of the crop I'm the pick of the litter

Life is too long I'm a die a sinner

I fuck a soccer mom she was a minivan

They say that I'm brazy I look like the Candy Man

Far away, I come from Neverland

I buy her a bag and I watch her happy dance

Faking sick to get prescriptions

I was serving a junkies

He took too much molly now he got Alka-Seltzer in his tummy

School of hard knocks I could do whatever to get the money

It's the 8th of April she gone still hop on the dick like a Easter bunny

She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny

She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny

She gone hop on the dick like Easter bunny