Azure the Paradox - Hellcat (feat. Siroka)

Yeah, the brain go, retarded
I run fades, barber
Hellcat, charger
Pull up on a bitch never dodge her
She scream for this shit like Sparta
She beg for this shit I charge her
Hellcat, demon, charger
Better die for this dick like a martyr

I told her to keep this shit quiet
She a G so she moving in silence
Keep riding that dick with no license
Get pulled over and we both dying
I see where she coming from, iris
Get a flag on the play like the giants
Up in her mouth like trident
If I say that I love you I'm lying

New bag can't check my purchase
She slurping while I'm swerving
If I get canceled worth it
Might wife this hoe she perfect
New bag can't check my purchase
She slurping while I'm swerving
If I get canceled worth it
Might wife this hoe she perfect

Yeah, the brain go, retarded
I run fades, barber
Hellcat, charger
Pull up on a bitch never dodge her
She scream for this dick like Sparta
She beg for this shit I charge her
Hellcat, demon, charger
Better die for this dick like a martyr

Shawty go dumb with the neck, yes
And she look good when she undressed
Tag in the bro if the zone flexed
No multiple choice no test
Ski on the slope with the ice on
Diamonds be shining no lights on
I pour a four in the sprite, mix
Popping a perc I'm one hundred percent
Breaking that back and she belting my name
Grab a new shirt when she squirt on my face
Pull up and pull out she wanted a taste
Yeah she sore she hurting
She shaking like she nervous
This dick gon' hit her cervix
And now she talking cursive
Might wife this hoe she perfect

The brain go, retarded (Yeah, yeah)
I run fades, barber (Yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, charger (What, what)
Pull up on a bitch never dodge her
She scream for this shit like Sparta (Uh, huh)
She beg for this shit I charge her (Yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, demon, charger (Woo)
Better die for this dick like a martyr

Shawty shake it like a polaroid
Dropping bombs I'm blown apart
Keep it short like Bonaparte
When she open her legs, I bone her hard
Baby a handful but I got two hands
I'm making cream, deep in the Wu Tang
She throw it back like it's Thursday
Moaning "Harder, daddy you won't hurt me"
Pounding the pussy I throb in the throat
Call me a beast but I know I'm the goat
Eyes rolling back she curling her toes
Got to keep it down if we fuck on the low
We going rounds need a break for water
Lock up your sons, lock up your daughters
I'm slanging dick and she really bout it
So I hit it three times she said nobody harder

The brain go, retarded (Yeah, yeah)
I run fades, barber (Yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, charger (What, what)
Pull up on a bitch never dodge her
She scream for this shit like Sparta (Uh, huh)
She beg for this shit I charge her (Yeah, yeah)
Hellcat, demon, charger (Woo)
Better die for this dick like a martyr

Written by:
Benjamin Siroka, Michael Forrest

Publisher:
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