Monster Songtext
von Crank
Monster Songtext
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
I'm the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
Bounty on his head that′s money on his mind
Mask to low I'm shooting blind
Thirty two snub nose these shells you wont find
I′m the death dealer and you just signed
On that dotted line
It's time to pay the fine
What′s yours is mine
Ain't life divine?
Dead in seven seconds like a vine.
Chrome garden with how I put the pedal to metal
The chop make any deal settle
I'm a rock star, always with the heavy metal
Started from crumbs like Hansel and Grettle
Getting high in the meadow
Cooking up dope old school in a kettle
Only eat dick her diet keto
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
I'm the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
You must be a blunt
If you roll up then you gonna get smoked
I can't do no fronts
Ask the last guy dead man thought I joke
Please don't try no stunts
I don′t think this life is for you folk
She just tried to grunt
But she can′t with my hand around her throat
I'm not crippin
But I ball like I′m scotty pipen
The foreign I'm whippen
Cookin music up in the kitchen
If you can come and listen
See what makes my neck glisten
Don′t get my words tiwsted
I'm double cupped and double fisted
four five came and he kissed it
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
I'm the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
Bounty on his head that′s money on his mind
Mask to low I'm shooting blind
Thirty two snub nose these shells you wont find
I′m the death dealer and you just signed
On that dotted line
It's time to pay the fine
What′s yours is mine
Ain't life divine?
Dead in seven seconds like a vine.
Chrome garden with how I put the pedal to metal
The chop make any deal settle
I'm a rock star, always with the heavy metal
Started from crumbs like Hansel and Grettle
Getting high in the meadow
Cooking up dope old school in a kettle
Only eat dick her diet keto
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
I'm the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I′m locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
You must be a blunt
If you roll up then you gonna get smoked
I can't do no fronts
Ask the last guy dead man thought I joke
Please don't try no stunts
I don′t think this life is for you folk
She just tried to grunt
But she can′t with my hand around her throat
I'm not crippin
But I ball like I′m scotty pipen
The foreign I'm whippen
Cookin music up in the kitchen
If you can come and listen
See what makes my neck glisten
Don′t get my words tiwsted
I'm double cupped and double fisted
four five came and he kissed it
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they're were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I′m fuckin fed
I′m the monster under her in her bed
Eric Kosten the kay kick then flip you dead
I'm locked and ready to make this fuckin bread
Her legs like butter, they′re were made to spread
In the deep end is where I tread
Bullshit and lies is all I'm fuckin fed
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