Minute Maid Lyrics – Xhris2Eazy

Minute Maid Lyrics by Xhris2Eazy

SO EVIL BOYZ
Too easy, played you like a violin and cut your strings
Let’s go
Let’s go, let’s go

In a suicide forest like Logan Paul
“Why you ain’t hit back?”, I don’t answer calls
Her p#ss# wet like Niagara Falls
I ball in the paint like John Wall

Big blunt, I be passing it left
Cha Cha Slide, hit my dance to right
I’m the last one, there ain’t nobody left
I shine in the cut like a flashlight

NBA ’cause I’m balling out
She feel on my chest, she be loving the drip
Never crack a grin
I love it when she go and do a split on my dick

Never broke again
I put in my meat, I bе loving her grip
Asked her, “Do you havе a friend?”
I swear I got bored, I be f#cking again and again and again

I got me some bread, again and again
They run for the hills like Armageddon
Grab me a cup and a plate, I’ma sit
I come to her crib, I’m walking right in

Pull up to Saks, I walk right in
Came back from the dead, he walks again
Hit in his head, he can’t walk again
Put me in a box, you can’t lock me in

Walk in his crib like, “What’s happening?”
I make ’em sh#t like a laxative
Catch ya breath, relax a bit
Raised my hand then smacked that b#tch

f#cking her once, might pass that b#tch
Look at his face and bash it in
You stuck out the club but I’ma get in
Falling in love, I smashed that b#tch

They wanna see me in second place
I been through sh#t you can’t relate
Snapback like I’m Lil Wayne
Runtz got me high like a airplane

They treat me like a sensei
She grab my balls like Dende
She feeling sore, she need Bengay
Made ’em dance, do merengue

Make his sh#t flip like a pancake
I’m hearing voices, I’m so insane
Mexican plug and he call me “ese”
I’m smoking on dope, got a headache

Walked out with a headshake
I text that b#tch SMH
Put my palm right to my face
I don’t wanna do no handshake

You a nerd, why you writing essays?
I cook the b#tch like Bobby Flay
Chop ’em up just like steak
She got the fat like Kim K

I’m like let’s shake
Let’s, let’s, let’s shake
Mixing up the drugs
Drop a pill in my lemonade

Grabbing on my cup
This ain’t Jamba Juice or Minute Maid
I be on my vamp sh#t, I ain’t comin out in broad day
Make her sing like Broadway

That b#tch giving throat like all day
Let it rip like a Beyblade
Brodie got my back like Allstate
What the f#ck you gon’ do when there nobody out now?

Like the Big Bad Wolf, I blow his house down
Old whip but it still got surround sound
They ain’t help me then, why the f#ck you coming ’round now?
Now we balling out and I’m whipping, driving ’round town

With a swanga on my whip like I came from H-Town
Whip be bouncing up then it’s bouncing right back down
If that b#tch ain’t sucking dick, I told her best get out now
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Xhris2Eazy Lyrics – Minute Maid

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Minute Maid