Double Homicide (Explicit)
CupcakKe"Double Homicide (Explicit)" is a song by CupcakKe, released in 2024 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:39 long and contains 51 lines and 429 words.
Lyrics
0:08Treat every nigga just like a Sloppy Joe
0:09In cold words ***** we only finna meet for bread
0:12If you got a white fridge up in your crib
0:13Then you the type of nigga that I leave for dead
0:15'Cause I'm all up in this ***** going crazy
0:17In my bag daily when I ch-ch tote Glocks
0:20I ain't talking no BBL
0:21But the body gon' be bruised if you ever see a ***** post opps
0:23Now let's get it the K on you the Glock British
0:26I run up in your crib like what's cookin' up in the skillet sss
0:28I'ma ************* shoot 'til the bullets go through the ceiling
0:29Drop a bag on a ***** I keep ******** the ugly villain
0:31He such a p***y so plain needs a flight he gone
0:34Them ain't no baby hairs lil' ***** they grown
0:35All the white people just paused this song
0:37Because I'm stealin' off n***as but the fist Black-owned
0:39Now shut the ***** up and show me y'all'll hold the spot
0:41Double textin' this ***** like emotions hot
0:43Call me Chrisean Rock in the bank I pop
0:45Them blue faces in your face and this ***** non-stop
0:48Head head shoulders knees and toes
0:49I bet this ***** won't leave with those
0:51When I pull out the Glock locate the opps
0:53***** I'm on your a*s 'til your BBL pop
0:54I said I said I said what the ***** I said
0:58I saved my ex-nigga number under moment of silence to me
1:00that nigga is dead
1:01Itty-itty-bitty when you're standing against me
1:03I'm in your ************* city and I want every penny
1:05It's no cap no kizzy I'ma work 'til I'm dizzy
1:06The two pockets on me look like they twinning with Biggie
1:08I mean all these hoes claiming that they big I'm like
1:10Mmm nah no you ain't
1:12All that ************* cap
1:12Use it on the keyboard and I bet this ***** still be lowercase
1:15He wanna row row row his boat
1:17In my wet-a*s p***y in my wet-a*s throat
1:18Nigga tried to kiss me and then he lost hope
1:20'Cause I hit The Matrix all the way to the floor
1:22Like nah nah nah nah no
1:24Shh all them dead opps smoke
1:25Chopper goin' dumber than a *****
1:26Think she know me just 'cause she know the sign of my *****in' horoscope
1:29Grrah
1:29Grrah grrah dah dah dah
1:30************ need a doctor-rah
1:32Grrah grrah dah dah dah
1:34************ need a doctor-rah
1:36************ need a doctor-rah
1:37************ need a doctor-rah
1:39Buh buh bah bah ************ need a doctor-rah
Treat every nigga just like a Sloppy Joe In cold words ***** we only finna meet for bread If you got a white fridge up in your crib Then you the type of nigga that I leave for dead 'Cause I'm all up in this ***** going crazy In my bag daily when I ch-ch tote Glocks I ain't talking no BBL But the body gon' be bruised if you ever see a ***** post opps Now let's get it the K on you the Glock British I run up in your crib like what's cookin' up in the skillet sss I'ma ************* shoot 'til the bullets go through the ceiling Drop a bag on a ***** I keep ******** the ugly villain He such a p***y so plain needs a flight he gone Them ain't no baby hairs lil' ***** they grown All the white people just paused this song Because I'm stealin' off n***as but the fist Black-owned Now shut the ***** up and show me y'all'll hold the spot Double textin' this ***** like emotions hot Call me Chrisean Rock in the bank I pop Them blue faces in your face and this ***** non-stop Head head shoulders knees and toes I bet this ***** won't leave with those When I pull out the Glock locate the opps ***** I'm on your a*s 'til your BBL pop I said I said I said what the ***** I said I saved my ex-nigga number under moment of silence to me that nigga is dead Itty-itty-bitty when you're standing against me I'm in your ************* city and I want every penny It's no cap no kizzy I'ma work 'til I'm dizzy The two pockets on me look like they twinning with Biggie I mean all these hoes claiming that they big I'm like Mmm nah no you ain't All that ************* cap Use it on the keyboard and I bet this ***** still be lowercase He wanna row row row his boat In my wet-a*s p***y in my wet-a*s throat Nigga tried to kiss me and then he lost hope 'Cause I hit The Matrix all the way to the floor Like nah nah nah nah no Shh all them dead opps smoke Chopper goin' dumber than a ***** Think she know me just 'cause she know the sign of my *****in' horoscope Grrah Grrah grrah dah dah dah ************ need a doctor-rah Grrah grrah dah dah dah ************ need a doctor-rah ************ need a doctor-rah ************ need a doctor-rah Buh buh bah bah ************ need a doctor-rah
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