Latelatekuro - Infinit Lyrics

Aye yeah yeah
Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Yeah yeah

I'm into shits i'm good guy with a hood mind
Yeah yeah
Said i'm into shits , good guy with a hood mind
Yeah yeah

The feelin is infinit, infinit, infinit
The feelin is infinit, infinit, infinit
Them bitches they into me, they love a nigg, love a nigg
The feelin is infinit, infinit, infinit

Lotta doope, nigga, straight ,man
I don't care, I won't never
Bout my health nigga clever
Heineken always sowber, and on the weekend not so often
I'm a soldier I can pour uuup
I'm a chef I'm cookin it
On the shelf I got them beeaaans
Drug dealin-never caught up with the feeeins
Thug-nigga, got no time for the frieeends
Got a biness on my haands, fuck niggas on my griiind
Bust moet over their heads, nut all over them beeeds
Now blood all over my hands, gotta take another baaath
Okay my bitch passed up in the tub
She be rollin until the moooorning
Her tities slippin over shirt
Some oto girl under her skirt (SKUUURT)
She trippin over the curtains
She showin all of the curves
Pant saggin below the bird
Her cheeks got my vision blurred

She on the floor she did her dance
Now I'm clappin for her booty stance
Clappin for her booty, stance
Now I'm clappin for her booty stance
Aye
Clappin for her booty, stance
Now I'm clappin for her booty stance
Aye
I'm clappin for her booty, stance
Clappin for her booty, stance
Now I'm clappin for her booty stance
Clappin for her booty, stance
Now I'm clappin for her booty, stance
Clappin for her booty, stance
I'm clappin for her booty, stance
Clappin for her booty

Cause the feelin is infinit
Feelin is infinit yayy
The feelin is infinit
Feelin is infinit yay yeah yeah
The feelin is infinit
Feelin is infinit yayy
The feelin is infinit
The feelin is infinit yay

Japanese hoe, sex like it's fuckin
Anime anime
Don't care about my enemies, they dissin with the poetry
Tahmbout i'm the man-i'm the man, well take a swing-take a swing
Hop out the foreign, took another beam, another beeenz
Got the lean got the zaaans- molly hoe with colours braaaids
Pop ruber bandz, another grand
A lot of hands on her paaants, that's another grain, another sand
Never innocent-she in this thang
Her booty all on her brain, she flexin for all this mayyyynnnn
The 'preme is all on her head
A scene whatever she gets
Daddy juggin on bigger plans
Finess the five and the feds
Blow the trap in a glance
Motorbike SKURT, wheelie pop in a sec'
Lolipop she freakin it
She on the pole she did her dance

Now the feelin is infinit
Infinit infinit infinit yayy
The feelin is infinit
Infinit infinit infinit yayyyy
Them bitches they into me, they love a nigg, love a nigg
The feelin is infinit
Infinit infinit infinit yayy

Aye
And F a nigg, yeah yeah
Hop out the buz, shit ain't infinit
Iz you in for it?
Gotta get off the bus for real