SLEEVE Lyrics

She look good to me, like she's out a magazine

(Oh yeah)

(Oh yeah)

BADMOUF on the tee

She look good to me

Like she's out a magazine

BADMOUF on the tee

Ricky boots and double C

No, I'm not a vamp

Every day is Halloween

Trix are not for kids

I got a few up my sleeve

She look good to me

Like she's out a magazine

BADMOUF on the tee

Ricky boots and double C

No, I'm not a vamp

Every day is Halloween

Trix are not for kids

I got a few up my sleeve

Her man a lame, he's so pathetic

And when I drip I leave her so wet

I know that he be feeling so stressed

Cause his relationship's a damn mess

I step in this bitch the best dressed

And when I dress, I dress to impress

I'm a King and she's my Empress

I got a bitch pressed

He's dead weight to me that I bench press

He gon mumble, he don't like to talk with his chest

He's too busy typing paragraphs like he is a threat

The only time you're scary is when you on the net

Nobody takes you serious and that's why you fret

It all makes sense why you walk round this bitch so upset

This like a game of 21, and boy you know I got next

Like a game of tw-ga-ga-game-game know I-kno-kno-kno-kno-know

She look good to me

Like she's out a magazine

BADMOUF on the tee

Ricky boots and double C

No, I'm not a vamp

Every day is Halloween

Trix are not for kids

I got a few up my sleeve

She look good to me

Like she's out a magazine

BADMOUF on the tee

Ricky boots and double C

No, I'm not a vamp

Every day is Halloween

Trix are not for kids

I got a few up my sleeve