Sass Pancakes (Explicit)
Ashnikko"Sass Pancakes (Explicit)" is a song by Ashnikko, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:16 long and contains 44 lines and 223 words.
Lyrics
0:00Sass Pancakes (萨斯煎饼) (Explicit) - Ashnikko/Raf Riley
0:13Don't compare me to my parents
0:15My choices are my own
0:17Cooked 'em up in my cauldron
0:19That's where all my money's blown
0:20And the potion made me do it
0:22God d**n what was in it
0:24Your rapper boyfriend's tongue
0:26And a carton of Popeye's spinach
0:28Rep the borough and the Baltics
0:29I tried to be the nicest
0:31Leave me stuck in between
0:33With an identity crisis
0:35And I might just bite dust
0:36Dick around and try to write up
0:38A dollar for a date just to compliment my type but
0:42You throw out that slut word that's so old news
0:45You boys are easier to use then my Velcro shoes
0:48So who's coming to chill with me and caterpillar later
0:52Mix shews with the juice just to catch you gaters
0:55You tater tots on my block
0:57Don't throw like I thought
0:59Talking 'bout your third eye like these rap robots
1:03And sorry I'm done
1:04I'm cocking my gun
1:07Showing off and blowing shade 'cause it's fun
1:10So listen my son
1:11Hold your tits when you run
1:13Try to keep up
1:15And don't cry when it's done
1:18And I'm sweet
1:19Maple syrup on the beat
1:20Force feed you sass pancakes every day of the week
1:25Pancake
1:27Pancake
1:28Pancake
1:30Pancake
1:32Pancake
1:34Pancake
2:09Pancake
2:11Pancake
2:12Pancake
2:14Pancake
2:16Pancake
Sass Pancakes (萨斯煎饼) (Explicit) - Ashnikko/Raf Riley Don't compare me to my parents My choices are my own Cooked 'em up in my cauldron That's where all my money's blown And the potion made me do it God d**n what was in it Your rapper boyfriend's tongue And a carton of Popeye's spinach Rep the borough and the Baltics I tried to be the nicest Leave me stuck in between With an identity crisis And I might just bite dust Dick around and try to write up A dollar for a date just to compliment my type but You throw out that slut word that's so old news You boys are easier to use then my Velcro shoes So who's coming to chill with me and caterpillar later Mix shews with the juice just to catch you gaters You tater tots on my block Don't throw like I thought Talking 'bout your third eye like these rap robots And sorry I'm done I'm cocking my gun Showing off and blowing shade 'cause it's fun So listen my son Hold your tits when you run Try to keep up And don't cry when it's done And I'm sweet Maple syrup on the beat Force feed you sass pancakes every day of the week Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake Pancake
Translation
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