CHERRY BOMB

I really made this song just so I could perform it

I don't even know what it mean

But it means something

Aw, nah, boy don't cut that wood

Found out your flowers don't smell that good

But if they smell real good to him

Then he don't need nobody else nose to win

Look, I am a god, no, I don't pray to society

All y'all niggas wear camouflage

I'm in a field wearing pink and blue

I wear pink, they can see me

Nigga, you don't create, you just repeat

Nigga, you don't got drive, you just beep-beep

Beep-beep, talk shit from the backseat

Come and light my fire, I'll blow your fuckin' face off

Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot

And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's cherry bomb

You motherfuckers want war? Then come get it

Motherfuckers want war, and I want more

Nigga, fuck you and everything that you come for

You motherfuckers wanna blow? Pow-pow

Pow-pow, just take me to the gun store

I don't got enough time for your Rolex, nigga

Don't compare him to mine 'cause I don't know that nigga

Come and light my fire, I'll blow your fuckin' face off

Nigga, I'm the goddamn pilot

And I decide when we gon' take off, let's get it

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Tie the knot (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Kick the chair (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Float in the air (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

It's cherry bomb

You motherfuckers want war?

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb (that cherry bomb!)

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb (that cherry bomb!)

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb (ahh!)

Fuck that, light this, that cherry bomb

Fuck that, light this, that cherry-

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control

Firecracker and I'm ready to blow

You fire me up, I lose control

You fire me up, I lose control

You fire me up, I lose control

You fire me up, I lose control

Firecracker, firecracker, firecracker

I lose control

(Yeah!, Yeah!, Yeah!, Yeah!)

GOLF 191, Okaga

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