Sunshine and Flowers lyrics

[Hook]
Working on the boulevard, she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!

[Verse 1]
f*ck you money grubbing, hungry hungry hippo ass b*tches
Get in the kitchen, wash the dishes
The smartest thing to come out of your mouth, my di*k
That's why you shouldn't speak unless you spoken to, b*tch
I don't give a f*ck, my zipper's stuck
If I put my di*k in your mouth you'd finally shut the f*ck up
Your pus*y look like chapped lips, catfish
Black di*k in that pus*y, that I call an axis
On that fat tip, you wack b*tch, you sub-par
You f*ck yourself daily with the head of a guitar
The metal in your garage, a fellow would rather die
I, label your pus*y declassified
Your stank pus*y smell like sewers and old sneakers
Fourteen, you first got popped like old speakers
I hate hardheaded concrete b*tches
Promiscuous, kill yourself b*tches

[Hook]
Working on the boulevard, she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
[Verse 2]
Aimin' for a dollar, Eamon tried to holler
Skank named Paula, sucked the whole plaza
Everybody standing in the parlor
b*tches bring drama
But every stank b*tch get karma
How you a ho when you got a daughter?
You Moby di*k, bloated b*tch, stomach big
Looking like you farted
pus*y open, close like a locker
'Bout to smack the hoes with maraccas
I blame it on Obama
Gangbanged in Harlem, sneak drinking Vodka
Cost a lot for the b*tch to get cheap bottles
pus*y like an engine and your throat is the throttle
Trailer trash horror, ugly b*tch you are not a model
Suck di*k today and tomorrow
Giving rich n*ggas instagram follows

Big-headed b*tches
b*tches heads look like astronaut helmets
b*tch, f*ck you!

[Hook]
Working on the boulevard, she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!
Working on the boulevard, she trying hard to get by (whoa oh oh)
Saying that she want FRO, the hungry lover in her life (whoa oh oh)
You high? I'm high! Not that high, hell nah!