Letra de ' FEET! ' de nascar aloe

I'ma need every DJ in every club
And all that other hub-a-lub— hub-a-loo (Дeлиt нa биte, cyka)
To fuckin’ turn this one up, 'cause, y'know
This shit is hot right here, son, DJ

Bow, skeet, skeet, skeet, I want pics of feet, feet, feet (I do)
That bitch in my room, point my meat, meat, meat at you and boom
Hit yo’ teeth, teeth, teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet, sweet, sweet till I make you sleep, sleep, sleep, cocoon
Bow, skeet, skeet, skeet, I want pics of feet, feet, feet (Alright)
That bitch in my room, point my meat, meat, meat at you and boom
Hit yo' teeth, teeth, teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet, sweet, sweet till I make you sleep, sleep, sleep, cocoon

Feel like Soulja Boy, I said: Yah, trick, yah
That boy talkin' way too tough, I eat him, បាយជាមួយខរ
Or he might just catch this right hook and leave with a shattered jaw
Why yo' សង្សារ in my DMs she said ខ្លៀនmyក្ដ
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, okay
Might just murder a white bitch like O. J
And I keep a Spanish chica like: ¡Olé!
Bitch, I feel like Liam Neeson with the twin Glocks
And they called Zack and Cody
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Wait, wait, wait, wait
What the fuck was this song about, again? (Feet)

Bow, skeet, skeet, skeet, I want pics of feet, feet, feet (I do)
That bitch in my room, point my meat, meat, meat at you and boom
Hit yo’ teeth, teeth, teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet, sweet, sweet till I make you sleep, sleep, sleep, cocoon
Bow, skeet, skeet, skeet, I want pics of feet, feet, feet (alright)
That bitch in my room, point my meat, meat, meat at you and boom
Hit yo’ teeth, teeth, teeth, TRIPLESIXDELETE say I'm a fool
Think shit sweet, sweet, sweet till I make you sleep, sleep, sleep, cocoon