About This Track
"V12’!HML’!" is a track by Pink Siifu, from the album BLACK’!ANTIQUE, released 27th January 2025. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Cop bags on bags on bags, spend a bag Got my hands on whip One hand on my bitch, other hand on my chips We'll send this bitch up and it's gon' swing steel All y'all Mr. Me Too niggas been on my dick for years Got me all over they moodboard, tryna get like this That's why my niggas like to shine, spend it all on they kids Play mine, fuck around, find out you're tryna get Library full of niggas, look good (Fuck all that shit), damn [Interlude] The vehicle moves without no feelings V12 engine [Refrain] Love is prettier in pink, I tripled it Tell them that I'm on the beat, go 'head Need a big-ass bankroll Big-ass bankroll, yeah [Verse 2] (Look alive) No more handouts Or soft patches, y'all all can't exist On dry land pointin' at lost mattresses This square bitch homie tried to cross by the Ritz Damn, get it on, just get down (Damn) I'ma have to show you why Get it, motherfucker, man, get down Uh-uh-uh-uh, get down [Interlude] All my bitches, stand at attention (Stand up, hoes) When we get into this club, do not be surprised If all our exes do not learn shit They all motherfuckin' know They all know that I'm that bitch (Listen up, hoes) Get into it [Verse 3] You ain't gotta worry 'bout nothin', baby girl, yeah, we okay My lil' shawty, yeah, we okay If you love eatin' pussy, yeah, we okay, oddy-oddy-okay Shout out shawty, she be holdin' it down Please make sure you clean them nails Please make sure you clean your grill Please make sure you got that bail Please make sure you take that pill 'Fore you come around If you wasn't in the jam, don't come around Niggas got they hands out, now keep 'em out, like damn Wasn't 'bout a one, you'll jump nigga out like damn Damn, I don't understand Niggas switch up like a hot-baked ham Damn, ain't you a fan? Fuck do friends? Ain't got rims Please don't get no woodgrain steering wheel Niggas wanna talk like Too cool, niggas too chill Please, need a lil' deal This too real This ain't no play, lil' shawty, this that real Shine in the field Bitches gon' hate, niggas gon' tell Talk to the hand, I need blue hundred bills Dealin' like Ghost, got my nails on float Whip like steel, still see the rims Go old-school, I'ma get them spokes Nigga can't chill Look, lil' baby, lil' shawty, I'ma show you how to do it Love eatin' pussy, baby, show you how to do it If your girl eat dirty, then show us how to do it You, you, and you, shawty, let's get to it Damn, I'ma keep it real Damn, you ain't know? Nigga, nigga get down Quick, motherfuckin' hop in and ride around
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