Lyrics Memphis Cult – Farting

Farting Lyrics – Memphis Cult

Singer: Memphis Cult
Title: Farting

Make and break a b#tch
Smack a hoe upside her head and let her know my pimpin’ thick
She gon’ try to make it look as if you goin’ out like a hoe
Never think twice bout a b#tch cause when you pimpin’ then you know

Women, b#tches try to get yo head
Make and break and take that hoe and have that hoe stack in your bread
Rearrange the situation, go lock your door and think before
Always stay a step ahead, and make her make your cash flow

Get that b#tch a beeper n#gg#, keep that hoе up on the call
Let her know that what you seeing is going bе best for both of y’all
Take the money, leave her hanging, pimp that b#tch and get your sh#t
Think that b#tch gon’ get my money, mane f#ck that sh#t my n#gg# please

Runnin’ game is what I do because pimpin’ make my p#n#s big
Disrespect my pimpin’ n#gg# I’m gon’ have to split your wig
Making them b#tches that’s my jewel
Get your hoe up out my face, cause I’m gankin’ these

Keep my finger on the trigger cause a n#gg# can’t be actin’me
b#tches swear to god, thinkin’ that sh#t is a threat to me
Walkin’ up to me, with a mother f#ckin’ weak limp
All hail b#tch, no, never mother f#ckin’ pimp

Keep my finger on the trigger cause a n#gg# can’t be actin’me
b#tches swear to god, thinkin’ that sh#t is a threat to me
Walkin’ up to me, with a mother f#ckin’ weak limp
All hail b#tch, no, never mother f#ckin’ pimp

Making them b#tches that’s my jewel
Get your hoe up out my face, cause I’m gankin’ these
Playa on the game mane cause I got clout
If he test my pimpin’ then I gotta take his #ss out

No doubt, suckas try to clown on a young n#gg#
Heard that I’m slangin’ then y’all bust a n#gg# bank
n#gg# reachin’ for my Glock, then I put a bullet in his chest
Hell done did the rest, tragic 〈.?.〉, man your #ss done missed

Creepin’ down the street, saw the police on my license plate
Thinkin’ that a n#gg# don’t know, b#tch I got it bad
Callin’ me a pimp, bet you think that I don’t know what’s here
Now they wanna pull me over, damn, bust and shoot trick

Through your throat, 〈.?.〉
c#ck my 9. back, now I’m shootin’ at they #ss g
Caught they #ss slippin’ on the edge of they f#ckin’ life
Shawty Pimp and Spade trill and we keepin’ sh#t tight

Left the scene quick, yeah that’s the smart thang to do
Takin’ care whoever cause we gotta keep on gankin’ fools
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