Sambas Lyrics

She like my white sambas

My broken voice shawty

She love my fucked up whip fast like horse baby

I put Italian on my wrist and I hate Italians

I put a stallion on my shit got the bed poundin'

Heart beatin' like its racin' to death

Block heatin' like the sun breathing right down its neck

Ears shining like I took stars, dropped them on a check

Took 'em to the bank, countin' the loot comin' correct

You got me two beers deep barbecuin' in the suburbs

Told my girl we need more cheese search through cupboards

100 little kids 101 different mothers

Fuckboy life'll send u to hell just like the others

Sandpaper tongue an iron stomach

Friday night smooth like whiskey tonic

I'm to moronic

Dig your nails in my coffin real iconic

Can you tell when I'm bluffin'

You fast like sonic

I'm a quick meal, enjoy

I copped a quick feel smoking like a cowboy

You think your man'll find out

Girl you to paranoid

I hope your man finds out, becomes your old boy

Vulgar still

Bro took chill pill

I wouldn't fuck with bro man he the type to kill bill

Drunk mans last glass the way the top spill

Donatin' time like clothes to your closest goodwill

Ayo Rius you pullin' up to the stu today?

Chill bro this girl just hit my line

Ayo fuck you you on some nut shit boul

Girl get your stressed jeans out my clean sheets

A little order don't make me a control freak

And I can tell your cash is stripper bills and they all reek

I know you sensitive you fragile like an antique

Ooh

A brew or two ain't ever did me wrong

Until you frisky start shooting whiskey like this country song

Shit I can song along

And when it's over who can really tell who did who wrong

Under-slept and over whined on

At the club like we hustle and this a grind-con

Shit gets funny when you can't laugh

They stand on business so I pull out the bar graph

Afterwards you girl asking for an autograph

Nah chill I can't take no autographs