Reptilian Club Boyz - Corpse Bridee



[Intro: Hi-C]
RockOutGang, man
You know what the fuck goin' on
Yuh, yuh, Hi-C (Bitch) Yeah
Okay baby (Okay baby), okay baby (Okay baby)
Okay baby (Okay baby), rock out baby (Rock out baby)
Yuh, ayy (okay baby)
Okay baby, okay baby
Okay baby, okay baby

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
Okay baby, okay baby
Hi-C baby, kickin' shit baby
Said she wanna fuck, told that ho "Wait in line"
Married to these dead faces like Corpse Bride
Full of gold cash, baby this a gold mine
She was fan, 'fore she fuck the gang the whole time
Said I got the juice, bitch I hear that all the time
Leaning on a four, walking like Frankenstein
Fucking on your ho, yellow bone, I'm in a bind
Sun hit the stones on the chain, leave you blind
And my lifestyle like 13 Reasons Why
Pockets blue, they depressed, and the dope, suicide
Vampire gang, only pop out at night
Vampire nigga fucking hoes like Twilight
Hi-C, I'm the reason that your ho fantasize
Pretty boy swag, fucking hoes by candlelight
Open up her legs, soakin' wet, waterslide
Mirror on the wall, who got more swag than I?
Stones on a chain like the stars in the sky
Say I got the juice, I'm like bitch, yeah you right
[Bridge: Hi-C]
Ho give me throat, paint her face like a mime
Fuck that ho once then I told her goodbye
High as a kite on that kush, lemon-lime
High on a four, now I'm too high to drive

[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydick]
Pretty boy demon [?]
Big Glock, with that beam, blue, like my Sprite
Vampire gang, and we pop out in the (Pop out in the)
Pretty boy demon, fuck yo bitch [?]
Chop up purp, in the blunt, [?] goodnight
I can't see, see too much ice
Pretty boy demon, yo bitch gon' get fucked tonight
Demon slatt, on the roof, [?] slatt-slatt-slatt-slatt
Damn, she gon' lick on me like candy
Bitch, cast a spell she out her panties
My dick hard just like a granite
[?] I'm smokin' [?]
Damn, that bitch know handy handy
Dirty drugs bitch I'm Atlantic
I'm from a whole 'nother planet
I know you hate me, took me for granted (Slatt)
Too powered up, these niggas can't stand it
Bitch, damn, what (Slatt slatt slatt slatt)
Vampire gang, blood on the rocks
True Religion jeans, mixin' blood with the Pop
She wanna fuck, but I only got the top (I got that neck)
Going top speed, foreign whip, with no top
Just like my nigga [?] (Iceberg)
Money on my mind
Fuck all these niggas, can't waste no time
These bitches always behind
I was dumping all that [?] in that lime
I cast a love spell then I break that ho spine
I cast a love spell then I take that ho mind

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