Godzilla lyrics

WHATEVER WE ARE

[Intro]
Ugh, you're a monster

[Chorus: Oba Rowland]
Ain't no hoes in my clique, I got hoes on my d**k
Round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
R-round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
I got bands in my denim, she got friends why not hit em'
I'm a f**kin' live n***a and I'ma f**kin' die winnin'
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Uh, slam Cadillac doors diamond glow on these hoes
New fur on my back sweep the floor on these hoes
That top was A1 had to Vogue on that hoe
Hit the b*t*h from the back strike a pose in her throat
I'm like, uhh, I'm fresh out the dirt, b*t*h, I might go berzerk
I kill everything Kato find 'em a hearse
My mind doesn't work someone find him in church
Chrome to your dreads b*t*h I'm gone off the meds
Got hitters to cut off the bone from your flesh
I sauté a n***a I'm known as the chef
Got a white b*t*h that look like Selena Gomez
Ooo, I might go Bieber on n***as
Aluminum bat Derek Jeter on n***as
Too much Tequila I bleed from the liver
Exterminator got the heat for the critters
Ain't making money with him, f**k 'em
Hard to trust these b*t*hes I would never cuff em'
I was out there bussin', n***as clutching ovens
Coldest from the bottom, that is no discussion
f**k the repercussions, sleep the reapers cousin
I'm my brother's keeper, I'ma keep the covenet
Side b*t*h foreign, b*t*h is speakin' Russian
Going Godzilla we can't even function n***a

[Chorus: Oba Rowland]
Ain't no hoes in my clique, I got hoes on my d**k
Round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
R-round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
I got bands in my denim, she got friends why not hit em'
I'm a f**kin' live n***a and I'ma f**kin' die winnin'
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
Godammit who them n***as makin' all that racket in the back
Can't you see I'm tryna teach a class
Talk about a graduation cap
Never say some sh*t and take it back in these raps no ain't no exaggeration ain't no cap
n***as think they runnin' sh*t, must be to my runnin' sh*t like (huff huff)
Give a dime a dummer d**k now I got my thumb this b*t*h face
All of the time, b*t*hes be lyin'
She don't own no clothin' line she just do lines
Mental apocalypse, you got a job and sh*t I do the opposite
n***as be poppin' sh*t, I turn into Pac and sh*t
Hold up
f**k are you talkin' to? You'll be dead at your eulogy
There's your walk that you bark if you
What up? Pay the blunts, straight
Yo sh*t is moderate, I'm a postmodernist
I do the bodyin', they do the copyin'
n***as ain't smokin' what I smoke, it's obvious
n***as be actin' like b*t*hes, androgynous
Eight albums in and they f**ked the Kardashian
How she keep goin' and don't need no Oxygen?
'Round this b*t*h, she throat zilla

[Chorus: Oba Rowland]
Ain't no hoes in my clique, I got hoes on my d**k
Round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
R-round this b*t*h I'm Godzilla
I got bands in my denim, she got friends why not him em'
I'm a f**kin' live n***a and I'ma f**kin' die winnin'
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h, b*t*h
b*t*h


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