Sherbert Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Smokin' on sherbert, uh, yeah
Stunner frames on, Steve Urkel, yeah
Double cup, bitch I drink purple, yeah
Pussy so wet she like a Squirtle
Countin' up this paper like a printer
Dirty money, AK-47 pick your chin up
Damn them diamonds dancing
Chopper get to dancing
Singing, it's romantic
Get you out your panties
Hit you with this jammy

Hit you with this jammy
I be smokin' on this weed like I won a Grammy
All these grammies, grams on deck
Yams on deck, J's on deck
Speck on deck, choppin' off your neck
We don't play with slimeball, shawty don't spare nobody
Shawty don't care 'bout nobody
Feelin' like fuck everybody
All of these niggas, they lame
Nobody not the same
These niggas not my gang
I get it while we take a nigga's chain
Nigga you win, you lose some
Nigga we win, we don't take loses
Whole gang full of nothin' but bosses
All these sucker niggas, we cross 'em
Presidential weed, nothin' but gas nigga, I'm coughin'
Walkin' 'round, dead man, no coffin
Nigga been talkin', young nigga gon' off him
Dead man cannot do no talkin'
These bitches they stalkin' me often
Man I feel like Steve Austin
I'm a stone cold stoner
I'm a real road runner
All these racks and I got 'em
Came from bein' a fuckin' robber
More money, no problems, I swear

Smokin' on sherbert, uh, yeah
Stunner frames on, Steve Urkel, yeah
Double cup, bitch I drink purple, yeah
Pussy so wet she like a Squirtle
Countin' up this paper like a printer
Dirty money, AK-47 pick your chin up
Damn them diamonds dancing
Chopper get to dancing
Singing, it's romantic
Get you out your panties
Hit you with this jammy

Yeah, young nigga really here
Yeah, on shell, whole lot of shells
Uh, yeah, I already told you
Yeah, pussy nigga can't tell
Ooh, yeah, you niggas gon' tell, yeah, yeah
I send you to hell, yeah, yeah
These racks on me, yeah, yeah
Big MAC on me, yeah, yeah
It's fully loaded, yeah
Your ho wanna fuck me over, yeah, yeah
Over and over, yeah
Tell your bitch bend over, yeah
Grab her head from her shoulders, yeah
I'ma fuck her like a rover, yeah
Yeah, in there
Young nigga really been in there
Big racks, nigga I got 'em
Chopper went 'head, yeah
Nigga ain't havin' no problem, huh, yeah
Now they scared, yeah
Slimeball, he gettin' money, yeah
Slimeball, he got the money, yeah
Slimeball, he got the shooter, yeah
Slimeball, he got the robbers, yeah
Slimeball, he got the killers, yeah
Yeah, ET, point at a nigga, yeah
I'll go and drop me a nigga, yeah
Ain't nothin' changed, but my aim
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, brrt brrt

Smokin' on sherbert, uh, yeah
Stunner frames on, Steve Urkel, yeah
Double cup, bitch I drink purple, yeah
Pussy so wet she like a Squirtle
Countin' up this paper like a printer
Dirty money, AK-47, pick your chin up
Damn them diamonds dancing
Chopper get to dancing
Singing, it's romantic
Get you out your panties
Hit you with this jammy

Yeah man, hit you with this motherfuckin' jammy man
Whoa, don't move boy, don't move boy
This shit ain't jammin'