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Chrisso - Butterfly Lyrics



Chrisso - Butterfly Lyrics




(Yeah, sheesh!)

I throw the guap on the floor
I got the butterfly door
She fell in love with my flow
I fell in love with the dough (Alright)
I fell in love with a hoe (Okay)
She went and f*cked on my bro
Caught her in bed giving dome (Ay, ay)
That's when I pull out the chrome
That's why I'm always alone (Sheesh, sheesh)
I just wish you had a clone (Bitch)
If I throw a right am I wrong
If she throw a right is she gone (Alright)
She wanna yell on the phone
Bitch better lower her tone
Bitch better leave me alone
I'm bouta roll up a cone
I'm bout to sip on patron (Okay)
I'm bout to sip on the henny (Alright)
I'm bout to sip on the remy (Keep going)
I pour a 4 like it's Wendy's (I do)
How much of your love can you lend me (How much)
And if it's a problem they send me
Baby girl leave me alone (Okay)
You go through my phone when I'm gone
You really be turning me off
Because of the shit that you on
Is you in love with him when I'm gone
Is you in love with him when I'm gone yeah
In love with him when I'm gone yeah
They telling me murder she wrote
Because of the shit that I wrote
Girl it's either that or a rope
It's either that or a note
And now that my necklace is froze
I'm getting all of these hoes
I'm doing all of these shows
Lately been getting so high
Cause I'm tryna get through the lows

Leave him, shot
I told him to strike me a pose
Stripper, dance
That just means I carry a pole
Brother, gone
Pray to God carry his soul
I could, die
And that is my scariest hope
I might go marry his hoe
My niggas they bury they toes
Don't try me if we on the phone
I derrick/dare it not d rose/the rose
I dare it I'm telling the truth
Smoking that sticky no boof
No Gucci but I got the sauce
No tupac but I got the juice
I kill him ain't making no truce (Juice yeah)
I say diamonds all over me big like a mountain
I f*ck with that bitty she wet like a fountain
She wet like a faucet
Been winning so much I don't know what a loss is
Young nigga I'm juice but I always stay saucin
A nigga been eatin a nigga from Houston
They call me juice how the f*ck could I lose it
These hoes do not love me they just love the music
She giving me brain until that bitch is stupid
Until that bitch stupid until she retarded
Smoke on a loud pack it smell like I farted
I think she a goddess
It do not matter I f*ck her regardless yeah

Why you all over my phone?
She doing whatever I want
I throw the guap on the floor
I got the butterfly door
She fell in love with my flow
I fell in love with the dough
I fell in love with a hoe
She went and f*cked on my bro
Caught her in bed giving dome
That's when i pull out the chrome
That's why I'm always alone

Sheesh!

That's all I got

She do whatever we want
She do whatever I want
She wanna yell on the phone
She wanna yell on the phone
She wanna yell on the phone
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English

(Yeah, sheesh!)

I throw the guap on the floor
I got the butterfly door
She fell in love with my flow
I fell in love with the dough (Alright)
I fell in love with a hoe (Okay)
She went and f*cked on my bro
Caught her in bed giving dome (Ay, ay)
That's when I pull out the chrome
That's why I'm always alone (Sheesh, sheesh)
I just wish you had a clone (Bitch)
If I throw a right am I wrong
If she throw a right is she gone (Alright)
She wanna yell on the phone
Bitch better lower her tone
Bitch better leave me alone
I'm bouta roll up a cone
I'm bout to sip on patron (Okay)
I'm bout to sip on the henny (Alright)
I'm bout to sip on the remy (Keep going)
I pour a 4 like it's Wendy's (I do)
How much of your love can you lend me (How much)
And if it's a problem they send me
Baby girl leave me alone (Okay)
You go through my phone when I'm gone
You really be turning me off
Because of the shit that you on
Is you in love with him when I'm gone
Is you in love with him when I'm gone yeah
In love with him when I'm gone yeah
They telling me murder she wrote
Because of the shit that I wrote
Girl it's either that or a rope
It's either that or a note
And now that my necklace is froze
I'm getting all of these hoes
I'm doing all of these shows
Lately been getting so high
Cause I'm tryna get through the lows

Leave him, shot
I told him to strike me a pose
Stripper, dance
That just means I carry a pole
Brother, gone
Pray to God carry his soul
I could, die
And that is my scariest hope
I might go marry his hoe
My niggas they bury they toes
Don't try me if we on the phone
I derrick/dare it not d rose/the rose
I dare it I'm telling the truth
Smoking that sticky no boof
No Gucci but I got the sauce
No tupac but I got the juice
I kill him ain't making no truce (Juice yeah)
I say diamonds all over me big like a mountain
I f*ck with that bitty she wet like a fountain
She wet like a faucet
Been winning so much I don't know what a loss is
Young nigga I'm juice but I always stay saucin
A nigga been eatin a nigga from Houston
They call me juice how the f*ck could I lose it
These hoes do not love me they just love the music
She giving me brain until that bitch is stupid
Until that bitch stupid until she retarded
Smoke on a loud pack it smell like I farted
I think she a goddess
It do not matter I f*ck her regardless yeah

Why you all over my phone?
She doing whatever I want
I throw the guap on the floor
I got the butterfly door
She fell in love with my flow
I fell in love with the dough
I fell in love with a hoe
She went and f*cked on my bro
Caught her in bed giving dome
That's when i pull out the chrome
That's why I'm always alone

Sheesh!

That's all I got

She do whatever we want
She do whatever I want
She wanna yell on the phone
She wanna yell on the phone
She wanna yell on the phone
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Writer: Christon Gadison
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Chrisso
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Christon Gadison
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