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Claustrophobia - Skibs Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: S skibs | Published: 2024-20-09T15:56:12:00+07:00

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[intro: j rock chop squad]
you are now listening to hong kong’s finest (huh?)
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine—
bricks, n*gga
skibs
[?] east meets west (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b*tches in a two*door, n*gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (oooh)
we kickin’ these do*or*die, them b*tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n*gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b*tch all on my scr*t*m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[verse 2: j rock chop squad]
can’t go to jail, mass cells makе me claustrophobic (they do)
three*time fеlon, baking soda still whippin’ [?] (will)
all*white chinchilla, [?] the time, n*gga, [?] holdin’ (i am)
trick on her b*tch ‘fore you trick on your n*ggas, i swear that you bogus (p*ssy)
xan and the molly got me foldin’, n*gga, i think i’m chris [?] (huhhh)
me and johnny and twinkes flyin’ like angels (skrt, skrt, skrt)
got your b*tch goin’ in her room [?], touch on her ankles (lil’ b*tch)
give her the d*ck from the back
smack her, give her a spanking (huhhh)
couple thousand on my neck, boy
look at my charm, it be sw*ngin’ (sw*ngin’)
claustrophobic in the coupe, all you think when drankin’ (huhhh)
swag [?], know that they beef with my glacier (rozy)
[?] on me, think you’re sweet, n*gga, leave your ass stankin’ (yeah yeah)
[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b*tches in a two*door, n*gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (it do*ooo)
we kickin’ these do*or*die, them b*tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n*gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b*tch all on my scr*t*m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[interlude: skibs]
young don

[verse 2: skibs & j rock chop squad]
hong kong to new york, on cathay sippin’ champagne
i am one don that they can’t tame
they took shots but they can’t aim
got pink hair? your camp strange
never been there? you ain’t flew with me
never met a white boy bleed blue as me
and your queen just threw up the two to me, uh
surgery in two weeks, still can’t keep me off the leash
i’m either in your boo or i be in the booth
and i cannot f*ck with no leech (shhhh)
all my sh*t about to snowball
you can’t put your sh*t out, you got no b*lls
we all gentlemen, no scum, man
chi*raq is welcome in new york forever (yeahhh)
[chorus: j rock chop squad]
two b*tches in a two*door, n*gga, we claustrophobic (oooh)
smokin’ on those swisha from cali, it got me chokin’ (it do*ooo)
we kickin’ these do*or*die, them b*tches ain’t over (knock knock)
gotta know how to play your cards, n*gga, you foldin’ (wow)
[?] young homie with a tommy gun, boy, i’m the joker (rraow, rraow)
fell asleep, brother, act right, your b*tch all on my scr*t*m (yeeeah)
know we got poles, know we got poles and we gon’ tote ’em (yahhh)
can’t go to jail ’cause the cells make me claustrophobic (claustrophobic)

[instrumental outro]

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