Trick for Treat Lyrics
| Song | Trick for Treat |
| Artist | Neon Neon |
| Album | Stainless Style |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hollon, Juwan, Rhys | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| (It’s a bust) | |
| My bitch look good so they call me Hollywood | |
| Berate me: rebel, rebel – though I think they wish they could | |
| Figured they got me around that collar, geeza, I wish it would | |
| All right, all Dwight, all white, what’s good? | |
| They open man, reliving they oxygen (???) | |
| My man Montana had me slanging through the tropics man | |
| I told him my issues, ask how to get in issues | |
| Sent me home with a gift, a few bricks from his igloos | |
| And now I’m back from the future, stopping at my doorway | |
| Cookbook from Virginia, honey let me explain | |
| Jeezy said it was easy, jiggman the same thing | |
| Trust this, take a sniff, take a second, taste a drip, drip | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| (It’s a bust) | |
| (Gold weighs so much more than this) | |
| Back to the feature, break the sutures on your septum | |
| Alleviate the deviated nature and we’ll wreck them | |
| Latch key kit, feel the drip, licking pussy lips | |
| Bitches all around me wiggling hips | |
| Feel the chop, time just stops | |
| Roll another tuna baby, suck that shit up | |
| Bag of skull and crushed up bones | |
| But the bathroom line is just too long | |
| Girly walk with me so we can feed the greed | |
| Lurking in the alley, see the lead | |
| One hand, one kitty, other feeling on me | |
| I’m gonna stick it in the chickenhead cause shit ain’t free | |
| And I’m, waiting for my man | |
| Secret shake, wait, exchange hands | |
| So leave ??? DeLorean baby, unless unhighly I’m right | |
| And ease me my, puts in the Benjamin Franks (???) | |
| They going deep through trenches, blasting Charlie’s April bitches (???) | |
| Also stop and keep them waiting picture (???) | |
| Imma miss these niggas, jeez | |
| Several mime a gooda (???) | |
| Hungry belly, full like Buddha | |
| You said we was alone, who’s the intruder? | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| (It’s a bust) | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| Society high in caviar | |
| Once in Belize (???) | |
| Is poised for release |
| zuo qu : Hollon, Juwan, Rhys | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| My bitch look good so they call me Hollywood | |
| Berate me: rebel, rebel though I think they wish they could | |
| Figured they got me around that collar, geeza, I wish it would | |
| All right, all Dwight, all white, what' s good? | |
| They open man, reliving they oxygen ??? | |
| My man Montana had me slanging through the tropics man | |
| I told him my issues, ask how to get in issues | |
| Sent me home with a gift, a few bricks from his igloos | |
| And now I' m back from the future, stopping at my doorway | |
| Cookbook from Virginia, honey let me explain | |
| Jeezy said it was easy, jiggman the same thing | |
| Trust this, take a sniff, take a second, taste a drip, drip | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| Gold weighs so much more than this | |
| Back to the feature, break the sutures on your septum | |
| Alleviate the deviated nature and we' ll wreck them | |
| Latch key kit, feel the drip, licking pussy lips | |
| Bitches all around me wiggling hips | |
| Feel the chop, time just stops | |
| Roll another tuna baby, suck that shit up | |
| Bag of skull and crushed up bones | |
| But the bathroom line is just too long | |
| Girly walk with me so we can feed the greed | |
| Lurking in the alley, see the lead | |
| One hand, one kitty, other feeling on me | |
| I' m gonna stick it in the chickenhead cause shit ain' t free | |
| And I' m, waiting for my man | |
| Secret shake, wait, exchange hands | |
| So leave nbsp??? DeLorean baby, unless unhighly I' m right | |
| And ease me my, puts in the Benjamin Franks ??? | |
| They going deep through trenches, blasting Charlie' s April bitches ??? | |
| Also stop and keep them waiting picture ??? | |
| Imma miss these niggas, jeez | |
| Several mime a gooda ??? | |
| Hungry belly, full like Buddha | |
| You said we was alone, who' s the intruder? | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| Society high in caviar | |
| Once in Belize ??? | |
| Is poised for release |
| zuò qǔ : Hollon, Juwan, Rhys | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| My bitch look good so they call me Hollywood | |
| Berate me: rebel, rebel though I think they wish they could | |
| Figured they got me around that collar, geeza, I wish it would | |
| All right, all Dwight, all white, what' s good? | |
| They open man, reliving they oxygen ??? | |
| My man Montana had me slanging through the tropics man | |
| I told him my issues, ask how to get in issues | |
| Sent me home with a gift, a few bricks from his igloos | |
| And now I' m back from the future, stopping at my doorway | |
| Cookbook from Virginia, honey let me explain | |
| Jeezy said it was easy, jiggman the same thing | |
| Trust this, take a sniff, take a second, taste a drip, drip | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| Gold weighs so much more than this | |
| Back to the feature, break the sutures on your septum | |
| Alleviate the deviated nature and we' ll wreck them | |
| Latch key kit, feel the drip, licking pussy lips | |
| Bitches all around me wiggling hips | |
| Feel the chop, time just stops | |
| Roll another tuna baby, suck that shit up | |
| Bag of skull and crushed up bones | |
| But the bathroom line is just too long | |
| Girly walk with me so we can feed the greed | |
| Lurking in the alley, see the lead | |
| One hand, one kitty, other feeling on me | |
| I' m gonna stick it in the chickenhead cause shit ain' t free | |
| And I' m, waiting for my man | |
| Secret shake, wait, exchange hands | |
| So leave nbsp??? DeLorean baby, unless unhighly I' m right | |
| And ease me my, puts in the Benjamin Franks ??? | |
| They going deep through trenches, blasting Charlie' s April bitches ??? | |
| Also stop and keep them waiting picture ??? | |
| Imma miss these niggas, jeez | |
| Several mime a gooda ??? | |
| Hungry belly, full like Buddha | |
| You said we was alone, who' s the intruder? | |
| She got me dreaming like a Michigan boy in Hollywood | |
| She got me doing all I can | |
| The way her dress be blowing in the wind | |
| She looks cold, but warm enough to dip my pinky in | |
| It' s a bust | |
| Society high in Lady Snow | |
| Society high in caviar | |
| Once in Belize ??? | |
| Is poised for release |
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